They told me he’d come, if I’d only hold on. He’d fly to my window and we’d both be gone. The sun would rise on our forms in the sky, The girl who caught the hero’s eye. But I’m still alone, no sign of his cape. Is the “S” meant for “super”, or “Sorry I'm … Continue reading Waiting Up
Faded edges around pink petals, Hard lines on a gray trunk, glittering skies in blues and whites. Roots strong as the setting sun. I’m alive and here, Before the world, Standing tall for all to see And never afraid of the falling leaves. Seasons change, Smiles fade, But the cycle brings them back to me.
We are always being told To have enormous dreams- though the endings to these fairy tales are rarely within reach. And when kids are left behind, they just "didn't give enough." Where everyone must be a star, the moons are giving up. But I’ve always been a fan of the softer glowing lights- I’ve always … Continue reading Thoughts on Grandiose Dreams
Come down on me, Like rain from the thunder clouds- Covering my sorrowed skin, Dripping from my gilded shrouds. Come down on me, Cleanse away my burning doubts- Extinguishing the flames of fear, Fueled by years of long-fought droughts. Come down on me, Clear the fog within my eyes. These cuffs that locked me in … Continue reading Come Down on Me
Was it that easy? You came in with a promise to be hers, always. How can you be hers From 2000 miles away? Insisting, you do, That she’ll be fine without you. You’re there through a call. But you can’t hold her over the phone while tears fall, When she feels alone, Asking when dad’s … Continue reading 2000 Miles Away – Venting
In visions of change, While trapped beneath a burden, are dreams spun to goals.
Snow-flaked lashes gaze, Matches burnt in a child’s hands- Peace on frozen lips.
Eyes gently open, As the dawn consumes her face. Good morning, beauty.
Wrap me up in quarter notes, Breathing on a rest, Repeat the chorus two or three, make every verse your best. Memories coax my empty mind, Before swimming into view. Melodies dancing with my past, Old faces becoming new. I close my eyes and fall away, The music, my time machine. Taking me back to … Continue reading On Music and Nostalgia
You're there in my eyes, Changing my mood- In all of these ways, I am consumed. Lost at your touch, Beneath the bright moon- In all of these ways I am consumed. Your breath in my lungs, A buckling swoon- In all of these ways, I am consumed A drop of my hand, We'll meet … Continue reading Consumed