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
Category: Poetry
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
ThyLove
I am learning
every single day
the importance of
putting me first
this isn’t selfish
it is essential
immersing ourselves in
the bath that
we are not
only cleanses but
also rejuvenates us
take your time
with yourself today
you will love
yourself for it
