Wanting and dreaming
are different things
dreams are visions
wants the details
dreams are goals
wants the path
dreams are flexible
wants never are
dreams are pursued
wants are seized
Category: Poetry
NewMoon
I awoke to the
moon disappearing ever so
slowly into the folds
of the soft pillows
sleeping next to me
I landed there softly
with fingers quietly touching
the celestial landscape the
high ridges of brow
slipping down into the
soundly sleeping crescent eyes
and down into my
lunula’s hollow of mouth
when at once turning
slowly away from me
my moon which shone
has now turned new
ForYou
I want to write
the world’s most beautiful
poem if only to
mirror thee but I
fear that what I
see will never be
in my simple words
for how can these
describe what angels breathe
DoDon’tToo
Aren’t you lonely
who me lonely
no I’m not
lonely people think
that others will
but others never
do and until
they accept that
then those who
don’t will never
do anything too
PackLight
Leave behind the things
and take with you
the lightest of all
those which require no
tired arms to carry
pack lightly too memories
leave behind the bad
ones with the things
and make room for
of all things the
good ones for good
ones are like balloons
and the bad ones
well those are anchors
