Times’s footsteps
In an inexorable march with
Counterfeit quiet
Time’s heartbeat
One and the same:
Catcher and caught
Category Archives: Poetry
Time’s
Rose-colored Eyes
One big happy family
Of false smiles and lies,
Claiming to love
Those they truly despise,
Fooling the children
Until they grow wise:
A world they couldn’t see
With their rose-colored eyes.
Can You See a Future
Can you bear the pain?
Another step, another breath,
Another moment, another day?
Can you force your lungs to move?
In and out. Again. Again.
Though your heart can no longer cry
Though you long for nothing but end.
Can you fight the lies inside?
That quiet, reasonable voice
That echoes through the numbness
The panic, the weight, the pain.
Though exhaustion weighs your limbs
Though despair clouds your brain
Can you endure long enough?
For the numbness to fade
For the weight to lighten
For circumstances to improve
Can you force your way through?
Day to day, breath to breath,
Moment to moment, step by step,
Until you can see again.
See the kindness and caring
See friendships and love
See a purpose for each breath
See potential in yourself
See a future better than death.
Heard with the Soul
Heard with the soul:
A lifting of low,
A resonance of real,
An outlet of overflow,
A warming of wishes
In an ever-shifting dance
Of unchanging change
Escape
Low or high,
Escape the spirits –
Veritable sprites with an
Inexhaustible
Taste for flight, ever
Young and yet brief
Don’t What
They don’t hear
What I don’t say
They don’t see
What I conceal
They don’t know
What they miss
I don’t know
What they feel
In Silent Action
Leisurely relaxing –
The slow savoring
Of flavors. Sounds.
Moments and sensations.
Available at a rate
Unavailable to the low –
Pushed through politely,
Welcome. Get out.
So warmly repeated
In silent action.
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