Poem #91: The Way
Excuse me, sir, I seem to be lost I cannot find my way Did I take a wrong turn at Lexington Avenue? I took a right, or was it a left? The bright street lamp on the corner of Harrison Was where I was supposed to take a left, correct? Or was it a...
Poem #90: Distance and Time
My heart belongs many miles away, But my body is stuck to this floor. I cannot grow wings; Not of glorious white feathers Or cloaked black leather. My back remains smooth skin. Separated are we not by chains, Not walls nor bridges, Only by...
Poem #89: The Wind
A small breeze passes through the town Sending a pile of leaves across the lawn. This small breeze wants to be something more, But alas, it is but a breeze. The breeze is not a stronger wind, Able to mess with the hair of passers by. It is not...
Poem #88: Dark Tunnel
Dark gray clouds spread across the sky Blocking out the sun And my path leads through a dark tunnel One would often think it foolish To go down dark tunnels Especially one you've been down before But I see a light at the end of this tunnel ...
Poem #70: Silence
_Silence_ I listen to the pounding in his chest. I press my ear up against his rib cage And sigh to myself as the rhythmic beating Makes my own heart race faster. I memorize the beat So that is beats inside my head Every night before I go to...
Poem #82: Bleck
_Bleck_ When I can barely breathe Out of my nose, it's so clogged Up with mucus and snot That drips down endlessly No matter how many times I blow it When I can't barely speak Because my throat is so red and raw That swallowing is so painful...
Earth: Prologue
Things exist in the universe that you can barely imagine. Myths and legends can come to life, and fantasy can become reality. Nightmares can live, breathe, and can chase you and your fears. Death, life, war, and peace can all merge into one long,...
Poem #81: Lights
_Lights_ Something in the air breathes I can see it in the frosty air But I do not see anyone there Maybe I just have selective blindness Or maybe I've gone mad Either way, I see wafts of frosty breath Appearing at regular intervals As I walk...
Poem #76: The Hourglass
_The Hourglass_ The sounds of an hourglass Are small, but exist. Its affects upon the mouse are none indeed But the effects on man are greater For the man feels rushed and hurried To complete his task in the time allotted. He hurries to complete...
Poem #80: Ghost
_Ghost_ There is something in the air Something I cannot see I feel the passing there She has been torn away from me Someone I cannot see Listen to the reasoning Of the blissful child Running through the air blustering Where the hedge is wild...
Poem #79: Upon a Star
_Upon a Star_ Sometimes I look into the sky And wish the stars were always there To see me and reassure me Because I do Find reassurance in the stars. They twinkle and burn bright A million little lights Watching over me. Yet the sky is...
Poem #78: Toast
_Toast_ The edges are strong but weak Crumbling into tiny pieces That scatter across the plate. Red hot metal burns Its marks and its heat into The soft bread Making it harder And crumbier The soft butter Melts into each pore of wheat...