I Am the Other

I'm trying
to breathe
in this darkness
where everything hurts
and I can't care
enough anymore
because
with you
I'll always be
alone

I'm trying
to breathe
under the heaviness
of the mask
I wear
so that our love
feels as real
as the happiness
of your other life

Time
cries
to the sound of silence
as it dances with me
as if I'm all that it has
and it is all
that I have
as I wait . . . alone

I'm trying
to breathe
while holding the weight
of our secret
close to every beat of my life
while you're home
with your love
and I'm home
alone
with thoughts
of my love

Music

The open window
invited
the sound of rain
to dance
with the candlelight's shimmer
soothingly filling
the night's quiet
with a different kind of noise

Beautiful
notes
relentlessly torturing
my pain
with a meditative art
that sways
to a rhythm
that reaches deep into my soul
as it were searching
for the beginning
of letting go

Soon
the rain eases
as the open window
invites
a gentle breeze
to quiet the candle's light
and darkness
becomes the most amazing color
of dreams

I am
at peace
with having known yesterday
because
the music has left
an indelible now
that offers
my tomorrow
a different kind of noise

Purpose creates strength and strength, gives us purpose. We can never grasp ahold of hope but we can offer it to someone who needs it. Keep writing and keep giving!!

I Was Never . . .

I was
never enough
for you
for us
for now

I thought
nothing could hurt
as much as your words
ripping my soul from every dream
of you and I
and forever

I was
never enough
for you
for us
for tomorrow

But the worst part
is that I have so many tomorrows
alone
to see myself
as you saw me

I was
never enough
for you
for us
though yesterday
you made me believe
possibly
that

Forever
lingered
between our words
and what you led me to foolishly
hope for
that I was enough
for you
for us

The beauty of work leaves me awed. I try to write, yet my words leave room for improvement. Your work, your poems, are epitome of what I want to write.

A Perfect Day

It's crazy
how midnight sounds
when the air is as warm
as the city's heartbeat
to and fro
noises
travel through the air
as if night
was simply
another part of a perfect day

It's crazy
how
in the midst of the everyone
everywhere
a quiet moment
speaks volumes
one on one
conversations
while everything moves at the speed
of a different kind of freedom

There's nothing like
the rhythm
the feeling
of place and time
sleep has forgotten
because there's always something
to do
some place to be
when life presents
to you
a perfect day

The Forever Now

Our hearts
beat
like the
rise
and
fall
of the long day's sun
as love
interrupts everything unnecessary
by
creating
moments that are necessary

At times
there may be this
cautionary tale
of what if
lingering
in the background
like the dark
was tempting the forever now
with clouds
of trials and tribulations

Yet
without a word spoken
time
faith
and friendship
quietly
invites the rain
knowing that
the flower's thirst
must be quenched
if beauty
is to grow

Beautiful Naivete

Before
death was inevitable
when
the world smelled like roses
I dreamed

Before
mountains existed
when
every possibility
seemed like an opportunity
I dreamed

I dreamed
of tomorrow
and the faraway places
that seemed so close
that I knew
one day
eventually
nowhere could escape my curiosity

If You Knew My Thoughts

Midnight
can't sleep
not sure if I want to
with you
next to me

Watching you
breath
after breath
as my imagination
burns
like passion

What if I
touch
you
interrupt your dreams
to ask
if you were dreaming of me
because
I'm wide awake
dreaming of you

And Now

And now
feels
as if we're
beautifully complicated
you are
the kind stranger
and I am
someone
who needs a friendly moment
someone
who needs you
to hear me
to talk to me
to appreciate
where we are

And now
feels
wrong
trying to feel right
as if we are alone
while being
breath
to breath
hand
in hand
body
to body
soul
to soul

Emptiness
wrapped
in forever
speechless love
without
friendship
without
what matters in life
hoping
that another stranger
won't complicate our chance
to appreciate where we’ve been

Befriended You

Nothing
last forever
tick
tock
time
is of the essence

Tomorrow
was never promised

If you can
stretch
the many tomorrows
into minutes
called moments
you can embrace

You can
live forever
if you only
live

Because
love
doesn’t mean
everything
but rather
the feeling
that you have
everything

Don’t wait
until
time mourns you
live
now
as if time
has befriended you

*Poppashroom and ladywind this poem is for you. I know you'll never read this but know I miss you you

Nothing Will Ever Be the Same

Started
with the black light
of midnight
everything
felt surreal
exploring
the depths darkness
searching
for what we wanted
to feel

Our intent
was a quick moment
nothing everlasting
just something
satisfying
and then
back to life
with something
missing

But now
felt
as if the clock
whispered
a promise
that its hands would slowly move
to give us
time
to slowly
and rhythmically
let desire
explore how beautiful
our bodies could move

Unaware of time
until
the gentle burn
of the morning sun
awakened the reality
of what passion
has done
and now
nothing will ever be the same

If Only for a Moment

She purposely
left
the image of her breath
on the window

She knew
it would disappear
in a matter of minutes
but wondered
if only for a moment
those few minutes
could be the lifetime
her soul
desperately needed

Nothing good
last
forever
yet
everything painful
never leaves

She sighed
and left
her longing
on the window
foolishly believing
that time
played the music
the rain
and her soul
danced to

Death
was as eerily silent
as the morning light
hidden
behind the clouds
an empty feeling
filled
with more emotions
than love could ever speak

She sighed
and missed him
as the image of her breath
reminded her
that she was still alive

Yes!!!

Poetry is causes the soul to feel beautiful in the midst of rain. It is the reason why there are no reasons why. Poetry is every mood we have.

The Reason I Write

I hear poetry
in winter's cold
and in spring's rain
I can feel it
like the heat
of summer
and when autumn colors
fall softly upon us

I hear poetry
listening
to the birds sing
as the morning dew glistens
like diamonds
echoing the sun's light
or while dancing
in the rain

In a crowd
or alone
I hear it

It is the music
that fills my soul
note
after
note
composed prose
that knows
my inner thoughts

I hear it

I hear poetry
every night
when the stars
give midnight sustenance
and then
with the elegance of time's gentle touch
a new morning
appears
as the sun's radiance
awakens
every moment of my dreams

I want to be
as beautiful
as the masterpiece
life paints each day
winds
as soft as butterfly kisses
holding me captive
as a lazy river
carries me away
to places unknown

I write
hoping
that all I hear
can be felt
in every word

Thank you!!!

Thank you!!!

Hope and the Blues

Sat alone
in the quiet
tickling the ivory
until something that sounded like the blues
filled the air

Cigar smoke
reached
for the sky
as bourbon
and too much time
kept me company

Note
after note
sweet as the dram in my glass
and as sorrowful
as the emptiness of my glass
capture winter
like a song
cold
cold
cold
memories
of you and I

Can't escape this rhythm
the night
right now
sings to me
like a thrill
that's gone
and I keep holding on
and hoping
I keep playing on
and hoping
for tomorrow's sunlight

Live and Love to Tomorrow

I was
thinking
about tomorrow
how we
embraced the moment
as if it
and we
were meant to be

It seems
so long
before we reach
what dreams could be
tomorrow
as we
live
and love
right now
in this rare moment
called
today

Where
memories
feel
as if
time is moving
forward
taking us to
every shade
of sunshine
and midnight

Destiny
finding
solace in the rhythm
of life
where we
live
love
and make
new memories
tomorrow