I have entertained
my wanderlust long
enough and found
that I find
most happiness when
I’m behind fences
freedom is fun
not very productive
I have wasted
time and money
looking looking looking
for something anything
in someone anyone
and the only
thing I found
is myself back
where I started
fences don’t prevent
they simply contain
my nature to
run somewhere anywhere
leading to nowhere
Category: Creativity
thinking…
I live
amongst words
but words
aren’t action
words may
propel or
even prevent
action but
action is
discipline standards
by which
we live
words may
herald sometimes
even warn
but actions
they move
words like
leaves shade
but actions
like fall
winds they
blow moving
the acorns
SwimSwimSwim
There’s a rhythm
less a beat
more a flow
in our lives
chaos feeds order
order to chaos
summer to fall
longing to love
love to loss
loss to longing
back to love
in the midst
is just us
standing mid stream
by currents unseen
as we wade
and sometimes swim
to the other
side that side
being opposite this
PuzzlePieces (for Gil)
So so so
many people are
just jigsaw puzzles
with pieces missing
but rather than
looking for the
pieces that fit
they find pieces
that don’t that
in fact fit
someone else’s puzzle
and they settle
for a picture
that isn’t quite
but is enough
whereas I prefer
to be missing
than filled with
what never ever
belonged there in
the first place
Canvas
I have discarded
each and everything
ever procured during
the presence of
another every piece
of furniture trinket
picture clothing book
shoe glass dish
pan paper pen
I am now
my own blank
canvas upon which
to paint anything
with any colors
absent from lines
which to follow
I have now
built my sanctuary
which reflects only
me remember that
things are not
memories things don’t
have memories only
people have them
don’t keep things
that remind you
of anyone else
for both those
and them aren’t
thinking about you
