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Summer’s Sweet Soliloquy

With it getting warm again, I have a poem that may tug on the heartstrings a bit. I don’t have too many words to say to that end. I believe it speaks for itself. Please enjoy, my friends, and tell yours!

To my summer love,

I think I’d quite like to go home.

To be with you and find our place out there.

To find ourselves in Rome.

To get lost together and not know where.

Have adventures, just the two of us.

Wade through the rivers,

and breathe through the dust.

Just to hold you in my arms for good this time.

You don’t know it, I think.

How it hurts to see you hurt.

Just how acute that pain is

every time I see you cry,

and every time you pull away.

My toes are always there in the sand

next to you.

My heart is there upon your bed frame

waiting for you to return

to warm it in the freezing air.

To my summer love,

The one whose hair is like a bonfire,

warming me under the stars and the cold night sky.

The one whose skin is like light,

showing me the way when I can’t see the sun.

The one whose words flow like water over me and my skin,

just the same as your gentle hands caress my tired head.

The one who I feel safe with,

always and forever.

I’ll See You Again

You’ll see me again. No matter how far away you’ve gone or how long you’ve been away, you will see me again. No need to cry, no need to worry. You only need to look. The days are long, but there are a lot of them. Enjoy the poem, friends.

Ode to my Friends

I’m not so good at saying goodbye.

I’m not so good at telling that lie.

You might think

that I forget.

But every time I see,

i remember

and boy did I see you.

All your glory

and all your flaws.

I will miss you

because I know you.

Because I’ll remember you.

I always say

that everyone falls in love with me,

but the truth is…

I fall in love with all of you too.

Into The Jungle

I dream of having adventures in faraway lands with faraway circumstances. Perhaps I’ll leave, taking only my stetson and the clothes on my back. I’ll go and leave and finally be me. I suppose we’ll see. Enjoy the poem, friends.

Friend by the Falls

I see there in the distance

a waterfall

and the road that winds,

leading up to there

through the trees.

I can hear the crashing.

The water hitting the rocks.

Past the point of no return.

Hot sun above

and sounds of the jungle.

How can you feel?

How do you feel?

I only feel that pounding

of that water on the rocks,

resonating through my core

It’s sundown now.

A jaguar stands at attention.

I ask the cat a question as it watches:

“Hello, friend. Who is that reflected in your eyes?”

“I don’t recognize him,”

I whisper so sweetly so that only the ears of a predator might hear me.

The jaguar stares on,

looking as if to speak,

but it turns away.

There will be no answers today, friend;

you must find you yourself now.

“Goodbye, friend,” my words saunter off into the darkness.

To Feel As If Floating

In a cloud of long-forgotten stardust, I find myself. Far and further away from anything and everything I once knew. Floating there, no air within my lungs, no blood within my veins. I am but a specter, a ghost outside the machine. My ship blown apart long ago in an ancient battle far away and removed from my current, frozen circumstances. There I stay, drifting through those clouds of stardust, the only twinkle in my eye the gamma rays and photon blasts that pass me by every thousand years, a length of time that to me is but a blink. My glassy eyes no longer hold life behind them, but still yet reflect those beautiful, iridescent nebulas and effervescent starbursts I watched so long ago with the wonder only a child could. Only now it has come to pass that I am no longer a child, but that husk of man adrift in a sea of nothing. I am finally at peace among the stars.

Derelict

It always meant so much to me

You did, I mean

We found our peace among the stars

Our refuge from this world’s many wars

I saw and see inside your eyes a twinkle

Reflection and refraction of those great gaseous bodies

Their existence too is all aflame

A reflection too of that which beats inside my chest 

This heart, that heart

You’ve really made the grade

Only now the signal’s dead

We won’t get home to go to bed

These stars with which we’ve sought solace

Caught there in the space between

Floating, derelict

Waiting for relief that never comes

Drive Safe, OK?

Afternoon, y’all. Much again to do today. Never a break, it would seem. It’ll all be done soon enough and then! We shall have our time. A good time. Better every day. I hope you enjoy the poem today!

Auditing

Do the budget

Don’t you fudge it

Find yourself the time

Don’t you lose a dime

Put it together

Don’t sweat the weather

Six more weeks of winter

Turns the deck to splinter

I’m writing a poem

It’s coming together

Just a couple birds of a feather

Someday you’ll know them

How to feel?

Akin to teal

Or maybe to steel?

Find your mind among the real