Where the land meets the sea
Beach glass and tumbled stones
The edge of the world
The deep
The unknown
Beyond well worn shores
Casting off
Walking out my front door
Monthly Archives: July 2022
Time to move on
Cut myself off from the past
Days of youth winding down
Never meant to last
Rushing to keep up
They keep on moving the line
Will the race ever end?
Am I wasting my time?
Chasing the horizon?
Destination ever out of reach
Why do I keep trying?
Another short night
Fighting heavy eyes
Early to bed
Up before the sunrise
Try to fill the space between
Make the hours count
Soon it’s back to sleep
Ink Weary
Did I lose you along the way?
Off to play at better pastimes?
Did I cross the line?
One too many run on rhymes?
Did I strike a nerve?
Ask too many questions?
Make you feel alike?
Akin to my perception?
Testing
Cutting to the chase
Did I lose you, or have I been outpaced?
Through fields of mirrored glass
Into the forest looking back
Into fractional space
Glimpse disjointed memories
Slivers of light in the dark
Needle points
Leading in to the heart
I offer pieces of myself
Raw, undiluted
Ask for nothing in return
I offer flesh
Freely tearing at the skin
I hold out a shattered hand
Not for help, but to pick you up again
I take the hard way, just to see you to the end
Quiet Keys
White like the page
Letters black
Mimic ink
Connection lost along the way
Lever, bell, carriage sway
Ribbon spool keeping pace
Now empty space, a wake of silence
Charm falling prey to science
The digital age
Update, conform, replace
The image of success
The idea of it
Subjective at the least
What it is to you
What it is to me
What it means, a difference of opinion
Don’t obsess over other’s definitions
Static Years
New vistas call to me
I feel drawn beyond the horizon
Tired of all the same places my eyes come to rest
Summer creeps, slips by without notice
Autumn always falling next
Predictability
Wears me thin like my old jacket
Soon the cold
Winter rears its’ ugly head
Back to waiting
Same old dance
Spring rains will come again
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