#10 of Poems
Inspired by conversations.
Whispering green.
Creaking tree.
...
Setting orange.
Backdrop sky.
Greasy black.
Pat on the back.
...
Overall blue,
Smeared oil
Mom tuts about the mess
While Dad gets a new shirt
Clinking silver
Bolting blue
I lay down thinking what it's like
In another life
Then
I remember what I have now is enough for me
Sitting beside you and humming music into your ear The moon shimmering in the lake beside us Your heart is a slow drum for our song As we stare at the sky And I smile as you lean against me, Adding your voice to mine, My heart a drum for...
Keep it under your pillow, And dream of things you always wanted Keep it under your pillow, And remember things you won't forget. Keep a piece of me with you, And hope we'll meet again.
A Slave of Routines. I am a slave of routines, and I am a dog to my addictions. I am helpless to fears, and I am hopeless to my dreams. I am a man flawed, and I can't help that. Through taking stock, I found a broken husk of a kid, a soul with...