speak.
but your words must immerge through a veil
as thin murmmers
as cautious whispers
they must tread lightly, gently
leaving only hints of footsteps in their wake
move.
but your motions must be fluid
have a purpose, destination, plan
be soundless
be casual
flow like water
carve simple paths, travel silently
create things they will notice, appreciate
behind you leave grand canyons and beautious landscaping
dont leave scars or nightmares as you pass
only memories and art
written december 12 2008
Saturday, January 17, 2009
dont cry
or the world will overcome you
seeping in through open tear ducts
dont cry
dont laugh
or your happiness will run away
escaping from between your lips
dont laugh
dont smile
or they will enter your head
sift through your thoughts, tamper with emotions
dont smile
keep silent
and things will stay
nothing in or out.
you will be safe, guarded, whole
stay silent
you wont be hurt
written december 12 2008
or the world will overcome you
seeping in through open tear ducts
dont cry
dont laugh
or your happiness will run away
escaping from between your lips
dont laugh
dont smile
or they will enter your head
sift through your thoughts, tamper with emotions
dont smile
keep silent
and things will stay
nothing in or out.
you will be safe, guarded, whole
stay silent
you wont be hurt
written december 12 2008
the snow has melted
day has claimed it thrown through the frost
the leaves stir in a frigid winter breeze
morning grew to midday, Autumn is lost
gangly, crooked sticks remain of the trees
the beauty of snow has arrived with a cost
flowers lay dead under skeleton leaves
change comes even to things we value most
the snow has melted
a day to remember
written december 14 2008
day has claimed it thrown through the frost
the leaves stir in a frigid winter breeze
morning grew to midday, Autumn is lost
gangly, crooked sticks remain of the trees
the beauty of snow has arrived with a cost
flowers lay dead under skeleton leaves
change comes even to things we value most
the snow has melted
a day to remember
written december 14 2008
morning sun
sky is a pastel painting
cold accumulates abroad my body
it feels as if my ears are wilting
birds cry out in fresh melody
the world is hidden in dew
sidewalk untouched, bare
a day just starting, the world anew
the scent of smoke thickens frigid air
the sun has yet to appear
through a veil of coloured sky
and what a fretful fear
that the sun may never rise
morning run
morning sun
night fades slowly until its demise
sky is a pastel painting
cold accumulates abroad my body
it feels as if my ears are wilting
birds cry out in fresh melody
the world is hidden in dew
sidewalk untouched, bare
a day just starting, the world anew
the scent of smoke thickens frigid air
the sun has yet to appear
through a veil of coloured sky
and what a fretful fear
that the sun may never rise
morning run
morning sun
night fades slowly until its demise
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