Coping
The feeling of pain
and the burden of sadness –
I acknowledge them
and take them into myself.
Devouring them
and then I try to turn them
into something beautiful.
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Write one leaf about honey.
Golden and fragrant,
a sweet fermented nectar.
Adornment for our
biscuits, muffins, croissants, and
all manner of baked goodies.
Oops
I made a mistake
and missed yesterday’s update.
Pulling a double
to make up for missing it.
Need to write these in advance…
Looking for a place to call my own
Apartment searching –
I’m moving closer to work.
Looked at five so far
but none of them fit quite right.
The first was lovely
but I wanted to look more.
The second was close
but a few things just weren’t right.
The third was quite nice
but I still just wasn’t sure.
The fourth was alright
but disliked the neighborhood.
The fifth was not great –
the lady sold it too hard.
I’m seeing two more
and I’ve got a good feeling
that I may have found my place.
Insoluble
Trapped inside today
by the wind and the cold rain.
Going slightly mad –
I want to get out and run
as far as my legs can go.
The waiting game
Quietly waiting
while observing the steady
passage of the clock.
I know it could all go wrong
but things just might go well too…
Forward thinking
If you want to make
the world a better place,
start by thinking small.
You’d be surprised just how far
a drop of kindness can go.
Write one leaf about being naked.
I can’t really say
I’m comfortable showing
myself to people.
For some reason I’m worried
that I’ll end up getting hurt.
Forget-me-not
What are my colors?
What’s the nature of my words
that are not spoken?
What is it I want to say…
How do I want to say it…
No matter how small, it means something to me
A burning skyline,
a day’s weight on my shoulders,
a night’s weight to come,
followed by some fleeting sleep.
Where is the value
hidden in this daily dance?
It can be found in
a stone, tree, a drop of rain,
and in every grain of sand.
A (wise) man of two faces 