Huntington

We set off to renew our promises

And catalogue new memories

The surreal landscape welcomed us

So that we could explore its mysteries

Dappled sunlight bathed us

And morning dew reflected all prism

I blinked and recorded all I could

While you led me through and through

Pointing out marvels many

We lost ourselves in the blinding labyrinth

And eavesdropped on scholarly converse

After, we escaped to reality

For sustenance physical and social

And imagined our possible empire

We came back and the world had changed

Crowded heat and heavy air

We rushed to discover hidden zen

And I gathered a pixilated bouquet for you

Fluffy pastel cloudy blooms all eager to fall

Carpeting the trail, crushed underfoot

We went as far as we could

Until the gathered shade was spent

And we shuffled our heavy feet home

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These thoughts are crowded in my head

Crammed tight to the point of silence

A wall of distraction keeping me from focus

Until all I can do is ……………

These limbs of mine are weighted

Held heavy to my side

The blood flows slower and still

Until all I can do is ……………..

These eyes of mine are glazed

Unable to hold ones gaze

Sliding across the landscape

Until all I can do is …………….

These words are becoming reluctant

Hiding shy behind my thoughts

My inspiration is fuzzy fading

Until all I can do is ……………

Valentine

I want to be in love with the world

And I want to take you with me

Grab your hand, lead you

To where the stars collapse

And the sun is merely a megawatt lightbulb

I want you to taste each moment

I want to you to feel all my thoughts

I want you to realize there’s so much more than this moment

These tears are not of sadness,

They are born of frustration

That I am unable to express all these desires to you

All I can do is open my arms wide

Desperate to embrace this world

Reach my fingers out

To grasp each dimension

I breathe in all the hidden wishes

Floating in the air, blown out with each wistful sigh

And I try to sing out the lyrics

Words of love, devotion, shame, rage, passion

So that I can play them back

And know all the beauty there is around me.

Pearl

The sea’s passionate kiss

Rushing in until all is full of salt and spray

Held tight in secret embrace

Tasted, treasured, kept hidden from all

Sheltered until pried out

Plucked and polished and caressed to gleam

Set atop a molten crown

Clutched tight in mysterious grasp

Such a small little moon

With hidden colors glistening

Subtle lights reflecting

Off of the creamy milk surface

We were of a mind to tell the future

So we gathered from far off corners

So as to renew bonds

And strike new confidences

We feasted on juicy bejeweled crowns

Spiced meats mysterious

Bloody fruits and muddled flowers

Handmade comforts tasting of love

The cards were drawn with bated breath

Liberty, Bondage, Nature, Defeat, Innocence

We rationalized fate

And challenged preconceived notions

“A card is thin sliced paper,

Too fragile to hold such a heavy burden”

Though words made light of shadows

Fear still holds quite a weight

Thus we keep an eye on the horizon

So as to avoid deadly pitfalls

And cling to like minds

Who will understand our trepidation

I dance away my concerns

With music made poetic

I write off my doubts

With words made lyrical

This is all I can hope

The year will be well

My actions will be wise

I will not fall to self-fulfilling prophecy.

Love Poem to Oneself

Pillow lips the color of satisfied flesh

Eyes the color of sky

A chin set to show uncompromising belief

Hair like a curtain of satin, straight and fine

Spine curved in a neverending quest

Wrist bones delicately angled

Clavicles gently arching

Calves supple and strong

Toes so small and precise

A cunning mind

ever searching for new perceptions

so as to properly document the world

A devoted heart

fiercely protective of so few

made strong by years of loss

A full soul

willing to have taken the journey

and grateful to have yet to reach the destination.

These are all beautiful things.

So biased and yet so universal.

Combinations and preferences all defy beauty

But mine is unique and my own.

Mental Claustrophobia

The walls inch ever closer

My shoulders twitch

My temples throb

Fingers itching for a way out

All is helpless panic

I drop to my knees

Drag my hands across the floor

Tears blinding me

Searching for a backdoor I might have missed

I clench my eyes

Tighten my fists

I must break through

Find a new tomorrow

One I can control

I must do this for myself

A disciplined action

To counterbalance

Endless selfish gestures

Step by step

Drag myself through

Little by little

Until the end is in sight

I have just started.