Eve

fear and feelings
things that I should work on
in the coming year
I reveal too much
I over think
and it backfires
this is not the time for sadness
but this sadness lingers a bit
an answer I require
or just knowing that what I said
really wasn't too much
to drive you away

something happened

a while ago
something happened to me
that changed my life
I could have been killed
many times over
this last time
I asked, "God, what am I?
What do you want me to do?
What is my purpose?"
months later
I'm on a different path
towards progress and
helping fellows
other than myself
a journey that I've been reaching for
since the day I was born.

the conduit

transmitted through your eyes
a light is turned on inside
warming my blood and opening my eyes
to the way this connection works
without knowing why
I'm sure it's there
beautiful in lightness of being
my blood is boiling
waiting for the cool touch of your hand
light on the skin
tight in my muscles
caught in this moment that hasn't happened
but I am happy
to be in your presence

ghosts of home

old friends in the foreground
felt in the wind
on the green streets
meshing with the sunshine
shadowed in the darkness
in places remembered
and long changed
I always recall
the times of laughter
parties and smoke
beers, bending over the bar
singing by the lake
after dinner
and a smoke
a jamboree
and we played the song
ghosts of home

sharpened

my weekly ritual took a turn
electrified, I was stirred
inside
and my heart raced
I could not move
a flash of falling
before sinking into sleep
jerking forward
the mind raced
I could not move
or shout
numb and aftershock
expelled in a salty shower
I held my head
what had happened
I was moved

veil

blue eyes were veiled
by a sharp, black leather hat
in a way I'd never seen before
the blood rushes to my chest
and neck
revealing my embarrassment
my foolish daydreaming
a wave and I can't speak
you were smiling
and I could tell
that I'd revealed my secret

find

I find myself distracted
by thoughts I can't control
the moments in your presence
the blood rushing to my head
I find myself wanting
to take your hand
place it on my heart
and let you know
how I feel
when you enter the room

the fall

the fall brings
a fever
beautiful and distracting
my forehead is hot
my feet are cold
it's not yet autumn
only a few more days
new season
new life
springing from the lessons
learned in the summer
I can hardly focus
tickle in the throat
monarchs in my stomach
bringing forth the the coolness
I swallow my hot tea
turn to look at the sky
a front is coming
bringing in the season
by and by

my ecotone

it is what it is

the nights are extended
waking in the dark
bent over struggling
to pick up my bags
and place them on the kitchen table
stretching across the apartment
the balcony starting on fire
early birds worming to the bus stop
I breathe in the cool air
crisp in the lungs
a cough to clear the air
the morning glory are holding on
quiet sky, purple and orange
the television isn't on yet
this is the best part of the day