There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Saturday, December 6

Arguments

Disagree
Agree
Words
they leave us

primal
fearful
scared
we react in kind

heart
hugs
compassion
come in forms

denial
escape
ignorance
your choices here

light
forgiveness
movement
i become alive

you
forgotten
misinformed
keep choosing. maybe.

conference
confidence
companionship
awaits me away from you.

FIRE

Your light
reminds me of
what i care to forget

your flame
grows silently higher
consuming the purpose

your heat
expands outward
mesmerizing cold bodies

eyes gleaming
from the scent
of the times
here and spent

fire burning down
fire flows around
bodies reaching out
to a smoking pyre

when the fire dies
we are left with ashes
praying for rain
to wash away the stench

and it has rained
the fire is out
the life is awakening
the fire lottery awaits.












Desert

What do I do in this lifetime?
How do I talk to the ones I love
There is something going down
And i don’t know how to go

forward from this fog
you chose another day
i wont be here when the train
comes back to the station

where you and I met
there isn’t a way back
you made me second
i wont forget that

friends or not you have
not been honest with me
by not being honest with yourself.
hide and seek isn’t coy

its the game of a little boy
trying to reach something
he was never meant to have
i walk.. further towards a smile

One that greets me in
a life that has sunshine
and people that allow
me to be in their confidences.

Ego and pride
they are side by side
in the way of love
i will never be able

to heal you or us
as you chose to let us die
and then another life 

goes sliding by.. and we wait.