Linger

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Morning dangles from my fingertips

as I wake still half-submerged

in my dream’s disruptive cocoon.

Though the sun

weaves a path through the clouds,

i can still taste the unfurled potency

of Morpheus’s playground

etching jagged pockmarks

into the dream-stained day.

The golden haze of first blush

beckons, radiating reassurance

but i, unassured

still blink reverie shards

from troubled lashes.

Seed sharp roots murmur of elsewhere,

ruthlessly teasing my mind’s edges

as they sketch

illegible writings on the wall,

twilight harnessed

in a gambler’s glimpse

of the space between worlds.

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Potential

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Prospects stir within me

peeking through the murk

of disarming doubts

and missed opportunities

to eye tomorrow speculatively

They venture forward

brushing aside

clinging fragments of fear

trailing shreds of futures

from restless dreams

shedding past selves

and stowing their baggage

in the corner

My possibilities

jockey for position

as they thrum restlessly

at the starting line of my soul

waiting to gallop off

and be chosen

as the one

who could change everything

Near

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i can feel change

sniffing around the corner

wagging it’s tail

as it prepares to leap

directly at me, all over me

face uptilted, eyes closed

i taste the wind for

savory sharp rose petals of nostalgia

dreamy butterscotch of cream-filled chance

crisp cornbread crumbs of mischief

sticky sweet salted toffee of dilemma

burnt bitter crusts of deception

brewing far-flung

from nature’s kitchen

they’ve steeped and soaked

in all our glories + sins

and now they rush toward me

unstoppable

unavoidable

and welcome

 

Reverie

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what dreams live inside your skin

i wonder

are they twin or perhaps cousin to mine

do they giggle + slink murmur into

the middle of a sunsoaked algebra class

dancing around decimals to bestow upon you

the vibrant violet chimera of crush fantasy

do they rise + surge darkly overhead

red raw viscerally surreal

until all you can do is howl + sprint

searingly across bare blistering fields

are they born from haughty, haphazard Chance

primly sifting through the Sandman’s file cabinet

maybe they are all part of the standard

subliminal messaging from your resident guardian angel

or even the prolonged patchwork evolution

of a sunken shipwrecked spirit set adrift

whatever they are, without them

there’d be less wonder

in a wonder-starved world

Night

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i am the

world’s greatest insomniac.

awake even while sleeping

neck stretched on a pillow for

my nightly pretender’s pilgrimage

eclipse eyelids shudder down

seeking lidded refuge

lashes flurry closed

blurring the false bravado of

those softly spiked bodyguards who

during the hardships of day

daintily disrupt traffic

seeking entry

to my soul windows

while the ever thickening dark

sprawls jet strands across the sky

stygian ink wrapping the moon

feel earth’s heart pulse

as it beats slower

to signal ‘rest’

i am creation’s coward

slipping through dawn’s claws

+ escaping into star spangled oblivion

my sheets bring only hollow relief

my troubles will not vanish

with the sandman

Dare

I dare you
to fly in the face of fear
taste the flavors of life with every inhale

Celebrate the melancholy
mourn the magnificent
and debauch with the best of them

Fall over and over again
in love,
in the dirt,
and into hardship

Defy the creeping cruel
walls of pain
that so easily form
around worldHardened hearts

remain defiantly undefined by others
savor the hell out of every moment
never, ever forget that you deserve better

and always, always
be who you love

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