The trees shed
Bark like I
Shed lies here
I am stuck
Here I am
Against cold January
Skies ashen with
Soot of snowfall
Drop on me
These blessing snowflakes
So I might
Just remember spring
Category: Creativity
LovePoem
Is it my
Job to destroy
Those things I
Love or maybe
Make them better
So that you
Love them too
Bean and Boo
I did love
Love me back
They did not
And so I
With an eye
Towards love say
This be mine
Or forever more
Be mine oh
Come on it
Is a poem
Unsaid
Sometimes just sometimes
The thing that
You say is
The thing that
Is needed but
Maybe not the
Thing needed is
The thing unsaid
Change (to Eric)
Youth conjures thinking
Thinking conjures mind
Mind conjures action
And action conjures
Either change or
Something else waiting
For that change
Change is coming
LetgoDie
Do you not
Understand how hard
It is to
Choose nothing rather
Than something knowing
That the two
Of you won’t
Ever be what
You want and
Giving way to
What might be
Rather than clutching
To what isn’t
Let go die
Or start anew
