Sunday, June 26, 2011

Serenity

Sunlight scattered across the waves
The outline of the dock becomes clearer with each movement
Gliding through the water
To paint a picture of the future with the smiles of today

When everything we see can be gone in an instant
What better reason to float by on the current of time and emotion
Dipping your fingers into old memories
Creating the whirlpools that form the new ones

Gazing out against the ocean of green and yellow
A blank slate waiting for the artist inside all of us
What world will you make?

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Hilf mir

As the song echoes, he grips the wheel and speeds off into the night
Forget the past, the present, the future
Don't remember a thing
Run as far as you can and never look back to anything

The memories of life etch themselves into his skin
Burning deep into his mind and soul
The keys flitter back and forth to create the forlorn melody
The voice reaches out and shouts to the heavens
A single cry that reaches through time

Hilf Mir

As the keys continue to fall, the shout repeats again and again
An eternal catharsis of emotions pours through the night
To forget the world and its noise and neon complexities
To utter that cry
To move through it all

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Visits

As his gaze lifts to the sky, it appears dark and light at the same time
A paradox that breaches the depths of a mind and shatters the soul
Tears pour out of the heavens and shower the green blanket of earth
The shadows cast by a large stone ripple in the rain
Flowers fall silently as speeches try to grasp the meaning of life
The air fills with an unnatural cold and the voices begin to waver

The car pulls away from the grove
Leaving behind a memory and a life
The tears are still there and his gaze returns to the sky
Behind closed eyes, a single thought races back and forth
The answer is as unknown as the meaning of the tears
But they do not fall anymore

A year later, a warm glow basks the grove
His gaze shifts to the serene sky that remains a tranquil blue despite the peppered clouds
There are no more voices or tears to bother him
The answers to his questions are still out there
Waiting to be found in the sea of decisions and time
But out of the air comes a quiet realization

That no matter what he thinks or does in his life
He will always have those memories of her
And that wherever she is
She is smiling and proud
And with that invisible comfort
He smiles and leaves the grove for a new tomorrow