September 2024

Plum Tones

Autumn falls under the rain With passion and plum tones that stain, Call me a writer Call me insane, Call me a doctor Cause I need to be stitched up Up in the brain

In the long drives When the love rises In our hearts we strive To realize it The full encompassed feeling But, Are we dealing With eternity? I can clearly see The movement of your wrist As it issues a hand For mine to belong to. Your eyes are home And you make me less aloneContinue reading “A Love Tale”

Another trip

A car fire The smoke bellows higher Two biker gang Hilly roads and the way she sang On the radio. The vibration Am I the equation That can solve the truth? Take away the stuff Take away my youth This love is pure elation.

Book Club

The cat hopped on the bed and walked over to my position. If she wasn’t so cute, I’d leave and read alone with a deflated disposition. You see, I’ve read this once before, but now it’s this month’s book club book! And the intro starts going with nothing to really hook But the meatier partsContinue reading “Book Club”

Morning Mumblings

In the moments that matter I’m focused on: the love or the self Seems it’s lately the latter Occupying the books on my mental shelf Find a different route Strip away these eyes blinded by self doubt, And I’d realize We’re all just looking to be loved Fully and awake Without pressure Or being fakeContinue reading “Morning Mumblings”

I’m not embarrassed to admit

That I’m a deep thinker That I’m a deep feeler And I feel strongly for you. You make me feel Like I could always love you— Until the moon goes out! (And even when we’re all nothingness And space bits)

Mistakes that Lead to Overthinking

My mind reverts backto the ways in which I lack Meaning is eluding Maybe my mind’s being hacked My fingers run away Typing at the keys Who knows what I wish to say I just write as I please, Smoke fills the room I wish this was shrooms But running away won’t solve The wayContinue reading “Mistakes that Lead to Overthinking”

A Manic Pixie Kind of Lady

Often you surprise me, you talk to me wisely, I forget our age, when I feel infinite you’re here to ground me. I fly or I wanna try; I’m not static. I sigh and I wanna give up and die; “I’m a little dramatic.” Back and forth on nights when the moon is gone, manicContinue reading “A Manic Pixie Kind of Lady”

Don’t Get Too Attached

The way the mind works, The way the body feels If you push past your limits, your answers will come, for no one’s time is done until we look past gimmicks, magically unleash seals, living in dreams, where He lurks.