Poetry · Writing

On Set for the Perfect Scene

It wasn’t just a hint-

came bursting on the scene

not a cameo

this role was made for you

no tights but I’ll be there for you

not a stunt double will enjoy the view-

you told me this was my golden year

then that makes you my golden girl

loads of pearls

bottom of the ocean, show you all the world.

Cheesy, maybe, but it’s times like this

that remind me I still have a heartbeat

so hold on sweetheart

and wait for the downbeat

you have the main main seat.

Poetry · Writing

Ghost in the Ash

Chances are – I’ve hit the top.

Seen the blistering clouds up close

let it rinse around,

made the moves that melted the rim

treasure the memories it wasn’t very grimm-

Not a hymn but a melody,

a rhyme sippin’ on something without a lime

and a loss of time.

 

Sittin’ in a dark room

countin’ trophies on the wall

watchin’ them set a blaze. A fire

as the past burns to the ground

time was found and it’s a pile of ash.

 

It’s time to build a new

shelf from scratch. Without a match

make another catch send a another rap

write-

trophies are just symbol of the past

so the path will be blocked

a ghost in the ash

myself from the past

sweepin’ away the trash

as I write a new path.

Poetry · Writing

Don’t Mind If I Do

Something easy

didn’t think of it

just showed up and what did I make of it:

it’s just lovely

a flowing petal of glory

maybe not glory

way more beauty

just a glory to look upon you and see you

really see you

a warmth in your soul brings me to my knees

a light in your eyes- what I hope you see in mine

maybe in time, I’ll hold it all and

 

I’d like to make my self believe

That planet earth turns slowly

It’s hard to say that i’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep

Cause everything is never as it seems,

 

except you, and I love it all

I’ll take it all sayin’

don’t mind if I do.

Poetry · Writing

Clarity

Clarity- figure all this out,

a problem I didn’t do the math to get.

Waiting by the window, a force

is on its way just sit and enjoy the view

comfortably, didn’t know

breathing would be this easy

an inhaler when I’m coughin’

tossin’ and you’re the cover

when it’s cold out. Just a smile

from you and I’ll carry it

like a trophy from my little one

hold me down, calm me down

and you’re still around.

It’s a full day, a break in May

beggin’ you to stay

the lens of my mind a true find

one of a kind and I’m sleeping fine.

You take away the pain and I thank you for that

If I ever get the chance, bet I’m paying you back.

I’mma be waiting for that

Poetry · Writing

Rant of a Yesterday Boy

What would you have done?

Hiding in plain sight

reading between the lines-

a loss of word.

It’ll keep you up

heartbeat in your palms

and tempted-

it’s a memory.

The rant of a yesterday boy

and today is a day not

for day dreams.

Helpless then but I can

today, said by the boy yesterday

and the day before

the day before

day before.

Poetry · Writing

Ghost Hunting

Well I well I well I

feel like this is it

either all in or all out

won’t tap out fear these words from my mouth

pull it out find the figure pull the trigger now you’re done talkin’ shit

now that’s a foul one-

too dizzy to pull up on.

 

but this is different shit

feedin’ me all that different shit

bullshit is still bullshit tell me the light has changed

we’re still unchanged until I become unchained and peel off this paint-

some beastly shit

still can’t touch me though

it’s easier to say you’re a ghost then to say you touched me

so just keep your hands fallin’ through

no follow tho and we keep up on

all these ghosts we sight seein’ but it was nice meetin’

just play some duck hunt and leave me alone.