Still

still locked, clearly still

i thought it was growing, i thought it was going
but still it is

still, really still it is

to get off the plane and ascend our hill
a dream, that vision still in my mind

now not still, but still

to reach the top and find a kiss or a word or a sentiment
the heart yearning for a moment, but still is what it got in the end

still, my heart has grown still
still, her heart is still

to look deeply into her eyes, stand still at night
to know we’re together on our hill

still, that dream is still

apathetic, she said, her voice, a ring and gentle chuckle
i banter and she laughs, and still

it’s all still. still, she and I still.

there was no hill, there was no journey
it was just a path wiped out by unsure feet

but the language now still, clear, still.

Back on the plane with no security in tow. still no horizon ahead other than still hearts

still hearts, still very far away.

 

Me and the Water

I lounged in the pool
While the water watched me
A serene smile from his eyes
As I could feel my arms lather, lather, lather
make whipped bubbly cream in his belly
This is our intimate moment
This is how days are our made

 

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A Dream for a Day

I lived a dream for a day
Woke up in its grip the next day
Choked on the ether for another day
Now wanting it all again for another two days

 

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Another Sigh While In Agony

I will walk
Fresh geysers will pop at my footsteps
There will be no laughter
I earned me some silence
One day people walk in on your birth
And the other they want to point at you
While you’re walking in your birthday suit
Just walk,
walk,
walk
You earned you some silence.

This is the second part to this poem.

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I Miss You

I don’t see you anymore
My wounds have no balm
My ears hear only my words
Come back
And spare me the agony
of walking to your grave

The Creases

The creases in my hands
number the string of nights
in wait over her response

Head now lifted up
there is a sun in the sky

This day of days
Is a torch amongst faint candles

Sunk Out of Sight

My North and South poles have sunk out of sight

I’m floating and drifting and veering

Due North, the inescapable abyss where I wept alone

Due South, a wake where my slain love slept on her own

Clouds feather my feet

Water whisks my hair

In my eyes, the last soil kept

My North and South poles have found love,

They have sunk out of sight.

The Night the Storm Came

The night the storm came
We were not prepared
The sails were fortified
and the timbre treated
But the storm came
and it blew you into my arms
Your every kiss crashed down on me
but your face hidden
your gaze locked away

I stood steadfast
feet dug into the sea floor
accepting every wave
like this is my trade
I wrapped my hands around your face
but your face hidden
your gaze locked away

Warmth rising from the broken planks
As I laid my hands on your flesh
The blood in my limbs still alert
I challenged yours with my nose
asking to see the face of the storm
but your face hidden
your gaze locked away.

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For My Country

When the anthem plays
I have to stop the harmony at the door
and ask myself if I should let it in
I have some pride and I get some chills
But people roll their eyes when I recite the oath
They point and question when I wear its glory

So, harmony, you look tired and worn
you are never allowed rest
Sleep at the door, this closed door
I’m not sure I should let you in.