I can still

Still.
Stand
Walk
Be lovely,
Be sad,
Move on
move back
success in things

Frustrated by things?

without you
I can
Thank you,
Still.

Who We Are

I am the blind,
You are the baren,
He is the ill
She is the amputated.

Our scars are unique,
but they do not hinder.

I do see,
- in ways they do not.
You will give birth,
- in ways they will never
He will be a picture of health,
- in places where they are diseased
She will grow all the limbs of a tree,
- and they will be stuck beneath it

We are the norm,
We can be fulfilled
We are the knowing, in ways others cannot.

Wait for the Whispers

It tears at the inside,
Shrieks because it knows nothing of the everything.
-Wait-
Born inside,
a star
minute details of life
Preceding spinning clock hands
Finally a smile from the inside.
after the hurt,
the loss,
anger,
the sadness,
disgust,
feelings,
of inadequacy.
During we take little pleasure,
Reflections will reveal the tears worth being shed,
and whisper how you have succeeded,
Wait for the whispers,
They will come.

Feelings

sometimes they arise from ash
igniting with the wind
they burn,

sometimes they fall from the sky
most certainly divine
they soothe

But
today they come from within,
projected from the past
they stir

This thing with a pulling force,
pulling at the worlds string
it sinks

Today drowning in the past
because that smile has hold
of life.

And approach is ever craved.
deep yearning from within
it grows.

How to approach yesterday
while insuring today
it's asked

An impossibility
Just never crave the past,
it's done.

like the ocean

Hesitancy of a lapping wave,

Slowly forward and quickly fall away.

love of being-

The moon's willing slave.

-

Shyly, it trickles from the ocean

floating foam,
carrying cries, Stop.

Unsure in it's motion

-
and so it falls only to return again,
one after another,
the beat of each lap
it gains momentum.

-

Suddenly from nowhere a thunderous roar,
tension was built up
Moon created rip tide,
meek wave no more.

Floating City

Up the stairs a floating sky,

held up with stilts,

Filled with passers by.

So small things move just down below

back and fourth,

quickly, nowhere they go

So I let the thoughts fill my mind,

wonderous city,

that I never looked to find.

Just a moment I did freeze the time

stopped, and drank it in

Know that you are mine,

Oh that floating city in the sky.