Thoughts pour in.
My mind floods with thoughts on your thoughts.
This is what I do.
What else did you think?
Hard to sleep.
Eyes half-full of water.
They can’t shut.
I can’t shut out the thoughts of the day.
Everything you are exudes everything you are.
The talent, smarts and skills get shown to the faces that matter.
They see you, I promise.
Doubt may fill whatever thoughts you have left.
But don’t forget the confidence hiding underneath.
Bring it out. It’s beautiful to see.
The world is yours. It’s only a matter before it realizes.
I can’t wait to see you hold it in your hands.
Heavy are the eyes of this young man.
Old as can be, I close each lid.
Instantly, the space mountain star field surrounds me.
Can I just float away?
Will you come with me?
Let’s fly from star to star.
There is only one universe.
No one else I want to explore it with.
His shelter is thin, a line between him and the star field that floats overhead.
It’ll be 26 degrees in the tent come morning.
He’ll say that’s warmer than normal.
His hat says he served.
It sits atop the aged Navy man flipping through a library book.
Some words are too new to understand, as is his current life.
Joe and his wife are going on two weeks on the edge of a Colorado lake.
Rent merely a small fee to pitch an old tent.
The wind’s too high to start a fire.
If you ask him why they stay, he’ll ask you where they can go.
If you ask him when they’ll leave, he’ll tell you it’s when a paycheck can be earned.
If you ask him for a word, he’ll give you plenty.
You are stronger than you think.
I see it all the time.
It’s shown to me every day
in a kiss and a smile.
I try to thank you, but I fail.
There’s little I can do
but make sure I treat you well.
Do I?
In my endless, spinning world
you are my steady hand,
grabbing me, holding me,
touching me, helping me.
You grasp me strongly,
because that’s who you are.
You show me every day
in a kiss and a smile.
What’s left of the snow
floats across the ground.
It spins around the cars
like sand in a gust.
The ice is so deadly,
and it’s easy to feel invincible
when you’re coasting through
at an even deadlier speed.
Two curves and I’m out.
The rearview flickers like a loose light.
Behind lies ground hollowed inside and out.
It burns from the endless sun, ending any chance the fruit will grow.
It may look like her, but don’t be fooled.
This facade has no place in the Golden State.
I see the sunrise bleed throughout the curtains,
while you sleep off the night.
The voices from the other rooms get louder
as the clock gets older.
I want to see their eyes open slowly
when I make sure they’re covered.
Always believe you’ll be safe and sound.
I want nothing more.
Hang in there. Please do.
I will find a better home.
Your sacrifices allow me to soar.
Now it’s your turn.
Life’s short.
Let’s make it ours
all the way to the top,
where we can laugh and smile.