I rise and listen to
the voice of the world
calling forth
Our heartbreak
transmuted into some
thing greater than
the darkness
clouding the mind
I won't forget
being at your house
and deciding
we should take a late
night trip to the beach
Windows rolled down
the music merging
with the wind
Our voices going
back and forth
Taking you back home
Holding you
Telling you
I love you
Hoping enough of
the darkness has
been pulled away
from you
This morning
wondering
remembering
thinking of you
and all the time
that still remains
Showing posts with label friend. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 3, 2017
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Planes and the Nighttime Beach
We can feel it in the air
Things have been difficult lately
As if a black tar has been spread
into our lives
Hope has been difficult to
hold on to at times
It has pushed many
to points of their own breaking
Sitting outside with you
Talking beneathe the loud
city night sky
We open up doors
We tend to leave closed
to many in our lives
How much lighter
Does the weight of the soul
Feel when it speaks
And unburdens itself
I suggested we take a drive
Though I did not tell you where
You placed trust in me
Through city streets and freeways
We traversed this home of ours
Down empty stretches of street
We came upon the beach at night
Darkened with waves still crashing
At last I pulled over
There we were facing the beach
Beneathe the beaming moonlight
So we sat and talked
And watched the planes taking off
From time to time overhead
We talked about how the passengers
Overhead had no idea we were
Sitting on the ground watching them go
Talking about them
Wondering where they going
That could be us
Seen by strangers passing in the streets
Not knowing where we are going
Though we are figuring it out
One day and one night at a time
There doesn't need to be a big answer
Simply the power to wake
To breathe and feel
To try again
To not feel as though things are lost
After a while of feeling the cool
Air of the beach
We got back in the car
And I drove you home
As we made our way back
To the beating heart of the city
Things have been difficult lately
As if a black tar has been spread
into our lives
Hope has been difficult to
hold on to at times
It has pushed many
to points of their own breaking
Sitting outside with you
Talking beneathe the loud
city night sky
We open up doors
We tend to leave closed
to many in our lives
How much lighter
Does the weight of the soul
Feel when it speaks
And unburdens itself
I suggested we take a drive
Though I did not tell you where
You placed trust in me
Through city streets and freeways
We traversed this home of ours
Down empty stretches of street
We came upon the beach at night
Darkened with waves still crashing
At last I pulled over
There we were facing the beach
Beneathe the beaming moonlight
So we sat and talked
And watched the planes taking off
From time to time overhead
We talked about how the passengers
Overhead had no idea we were
Sitting on the ground watching them go
Talking about them
Wondering where they going
That could be us
Seen by strangers passing in the streets
Not knowing where we are going
Though we are figuring it out
One day and one night at a time
There doesn't need to be a big answer
Simply the power to wake
To breathe and feel
To try again
To not feel as though things are lost
After a while of feeling the cool
Air of the beach
We got back in the car
And I drove you home
As we made our way back
To the beating heart of the city
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Hey, Fred
I saw you last night in my dream. It was unexpected
but it was good to see you again, my old friend. You
were dressed up in a nice suit. When you saw me
walk in I went over and we hugged since we hadn't
seen each other in so many years. You looked great.
I even asked if you had lost weight. It seemed like
you were getting ready to get married. There were
many people there I did not recognize but that didn't
matter. It mattered that you were there. We talked
as you finished getting ready and then I because of
how busy you were at the moment I made sure to
excuse myself to let you get going. It felt good
seeing you again, even if only in a dream,
but it was good to see you again, my old friend. You
were dressed up in a nice suit. When you saw me
walk in I went over and we hugged since we hadn't
seen each other in so many years. You looked great.
I even asked if you had lost weight. It seemed like
you were getting ready to get married. There were
many people there I did not recognize but that didn't
matter. It mattered that you were there. We talked
as you finished getting ready and then I because of
how busy you were at the moment I made sure to
excuse myself to let you get going. It felt good
seeing you again, even if only in a dream,
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