Memories made
in verse and phrases
A poem sung
By the breeze untaught
Lost where words meet
Wondering who you could be
A realized wish
That you miss the most
I was never to be...
Walk to the end
Where it all began
Don't ask me why
We did never suffice
Raindrops on glass
We were flames
Nestled in ice
Tranquil or torment
We start again and again
And walk...
I am the day
you dream at night
I am the stories
riding mares in your mind
In those moments of rewarding despair
I am your echo that needs no repair
Build me up
Tear me down
I...
My goodbyes
are never see you later
You listen to what you want to hear
My shadows lurk behind my brightest light
You see my presence like dead stars shining at night
If truths...
My wishes became the stars
I watch from a distance
Rough at the edges
Uncut diamonds, they failed to fly
Crude on the pages
My words won’t paint the sky
But I try to catch a...
If I could hold you
I would have told you
The tale of each scar
If you could hold me
and told me
You love me from afar
I think
I could fight
for another day
I could...
Words linger unaware
like scattered perfume in the air
The gift you left behind
A fingerprint on my mind
New memories we won't make
But broken stars can still shine
When words...
We are not stories
you share by the campfire
Marshmallow memories
melting through the sieve of your mind
We are not songs
you hum by the riverside
Drifting away on paper boats...
I call it a cage
She calls it home
Has she forgotten the taste of the open sky
Where susurration of treacherous wind shows the way to free fall
Or am I the one lost in the...
We look but rarely see
us for who we are
Through broken shards
of crumbled mirror
strangers stare
I hide in the light
in plain sight
Afraid of what
I could find in there
Through autumn gale
I chase life
Collecting dandelion dreams
Scattered in the wind
Parts of me that I forgot
Parts of you that I miss
While life chases me
Awaiting your light
I stumble in life, so blind
Permitted to exist
But not be alive
Wings of wind fail
I crash through life, unkind
Permitted to breathe
I packed my past
in ripped rosebuds
and let them drift away
