Beauty

Like a lost hiker in the night, I go north. The exit? Olive. Like a bird flying in the spring, I go north. The exit? Olive. Doesn’t realize the effect when I go north. The exit? Olive. Right now it’s not looking good as I try go north. The exit? Olive. But I will conquer … Read more

My hands are full and scarlet. They won’t open the gate for me. I don’t belong in there, I’m told. I asked them why. He told me. I conceded. “We’re all guilty.” They haven’t made it there yet. Not sure if they will. How can I get in if I’ve never met the king? I … Read more

I can taste the silver, the slight reflection from the slight light. Tears flow down the river. I am home for the first time.

Crossing the moat, I get chills from the cold water pouring into my vision, fuzzy. The drawbridge hangs. Around me are flying swords, bow and arrows. Musical notes.

In this time of scary ghosts and trick-or-treat, the orange sky flirts with the rainfall. I absorb it through the open glass. You can touch the crisp cold. Silhouettes of leaves on the branches resemble dim lights on a Christmas tree. If only we could light them then maybe others could spot the beauty.

Fall into the hole. I can see it on your face. It’s broken. But pick yourself back up. Say what you think. Say what you mean Hold it in your court. Ricochet off your heart. And into the color! And into my arms. Follow the road into the stars. The ones we saw through the looking … Read more

To stand atop this star, laying our eyes on the speed down below. It was easy to breathe with time. We are what make this shine. We have to land eventually. So, let us teach them what we’ve seen. Something of a tiny atom brain. We are all the same.

Remember the beauty? I found it, hiding underneath the shade from the trees that lie overhead. Remember the snow? It poured on our faces. We tasted. A Thanksgiving gift awaits you. I couldn’t be more happy for you. Bring him in. Show him all you know. Teach him how to see, how to love everyone.

I can say without looking that I want it.Look ma, no hands.I’m not usually sure,but of this I am. We can sail on this spaceship,I can take you away for a while.And sometimes, just to keep mine up,I memorize your smile.