..For your heart's desire
..The path for your life to take
..A majestic night to slumber upon
..And capture the glimmers of hope that project onto this world
..As both the Moon and the Sun illuminate magic
..And don't blink
When the candle of life is lit, watch and observe. Look at the sparks and flares of memories fade and cascade as it returns back into the Earth. Do not fear the heat yet do not resist it, let it blend and kindle into yourself. Grow and breathe progress, go and create rifts that will blaze asunder.
My crappy poemWe'll dance a danceMy crappy poem4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We'll sing a song
I hope this poem
Won't be so long
We'll talk a while
We'll laugh a bit
My God this poem
Is really shit
We'll play a game
And take turns on the swing
Seriously who knows what
This crappy poem will bring?
We'll share a kiss
With perfect timing
This poem is only funny
Because it's rhyming
people change like reflectionsThere's a mirror in my grandmother's house that I could always look into and think myself beautiful. There's a heart-shaped pearl necklace that I wanted with all my soul, and my grandmother would hold the chain at the back of my neck so it wouldn't fall down too low, and she would say, "you'll have it someday. When you're older I'll give it to you and you can have it and you'll wear it and think of me."people change like reflections4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
There's a toy train we used to ride round and around the livingroom that comfortably seated two and made real train noises. Each of us would always want to be in front, but I was the oldest so I belonged there. My brothers wouldn't argue.
There's a family that we played with every weekend. We were best friends, all six of us. We were all one family, all ten of us and our two dogs. There's a song we memorized to the last word and a dance we made up to go with each verse. We had carefully-calculated street-football teams that were as evenly matched as they could possibly be.
On the few we
Sad EyesToday I saw Sadness -Sad Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was standing with me on the crowded train and then he left,
For a little autistic boy and his mother.
Wafting between them like a cold fog
Today I saw Sadness.
Neither in the eyes of the boy nor his mother.