Showing posts with label breaking up poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breaking up poems. Show all posts

Friday, July 30, 2010

Sometimes...



start is the same as finish
steps back move you forward
students teach teachers
helpers get help
wrong is right
away feels like h-o-m-e
distance closes gaps
it is what it can't be
one thing is everything
cats growl
love hates
strength is a weakness
winter can be hot
stories become reality
reality is fiction
Monday is Funday
waiting is better than waiting
there is entirely here
dreams come upon waking
six days are an eternity
time stands still
BUT
less is never more
silence never calms
embers never cool
games are never fun
forgotten is never remembered
asleep is never awake
partial is never complete
absent is never present
broken is never fixed
summer is never icy
sweet is never sour
truth never lies
deep is never shallow
now is never tomorrow
yesterday is never today
hi is never bye
forever is never always
memories are never forgotten
links are never broken
wrong is never right
time never stops



Saturday, July 24, 2010

Gaping

I can't read you anymore.

The words are still too soothing.

Anointing my heart.

Still too raw.

Stinging from salt.

"Time heals all wounds."

There I go again

wishing time away.

It's my curse.

I'll save them though,

for a sunny day.

A day when I can look

at the scar and not bleed.

Filling time tomorrow

so I can cover my wound

from the BandAid I ripped off.


A Story...One of Many


Time, engraved on markers

Beginnings and endings

saying so much and so little.


Lives,

once filled with so much

hope, love, dreams,

now gone.


Amidst the mighty beech, elms and cedars

we brought our own

hope, love, dreams.


A fallen log, an ancient tree,

a wooden structure,

anywhere, together.


Dark woods, full of life,

and sun dappled paths

carried sounds of longing.


Others have walked this ground before us,

facing empty nights, missing their love.

It is our path too.


A sad place or a place to celebrate a life?

It is both, and now more,

to me, to us.


Oh, to return...

I long to return to a place..

that most never leave.

too much experience?

Web Definitions: experience
  • to go or live through
  • to know or have first hand knowledge of
  • the accumulation of knowledge or skill
  • to feel or undergo an emotional sensation
  • In context: In the end, I can say, "I had the experience."


I went where I vowed I wouldn't. I survived.
I knew, first hand, yet didn't learn the first time.
I knew it was wrong, mounting deceit.
I felt it. It was sensational.
"I knew the experience had to end."

Friday, July 23, 2010

Time

beginning

flying
halting

passing
standing still

making
killing

sharing
keeping

fleeting
endless

flying
grounded

cherishing
cursing

rewinding
fast forwarding

always
never

reliving
forgetting

ending

Melting Away

Summer days like icicles
melting slowly drip by drip
like a ticking clock
watching time. Fall.

Icicles hanging on homes
unnoticed by those inside.
Carried and contained
as two water bearers. Fall.

The hotter the sun,
the faster they melt.
Dropping as I watch
the trees' leaves. Fall.

Summer lovers
add heat,
increasing tempo-
heartbeats. Fall.

Raindrops add to puddles
Thunder and lightning
they created. Even
shooting stars. Fall.

Water, melted,
evaporated, returns to its source.
Streaming to the ocean,
salty, as tears. Fall.