Skipping stones

I often find myself
Down lost paths of thought,
Where I pick flowers
While I walk…
And sometimes
When the sun is out,
I walk further to the stream,
Then stop and toss some pebbles,
Throwing worries out for dreams.
Skipping stones


a.l.c








**Did you know skipping stones spend 100 times longer in air than they do on water? This is because air is about 780 times less dense than water, making very little impact to the flight of the rock. Like a skipping stone, many let their dreams only skim the surface of their reality, spending more time in air as thoughts in our heads.

The pessimist

Here I sit with stirring thoughts
And melancholy memories,
I think until there is no more
And I am left at empty.

a.l.c

Magic 8 ball

In the split of a moment,
I reflect the simplicity
Of your complicated words.
So frail your adjectives sound
Forced between chipped teeth,
Only stifled stuttered consonants,
Just a spew of stuck excuses.

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Aloof

Left crumpled, I sit alone,
Not quiet alone,
Just silent riot alone.
I try to think something
That feels better than this,
It doesn’t have to be good,
Just better than this.
But my mind just plays tricks
And it’s so good with its traps,
So I think of nothing,
But that’s something
I guess.

a.l.c

King and Queen in recluse

Again, I am left breathing stiff air…
Almost alone, warm sets on the horizon,
Another day turns dark from mourning.
How easily each day slips by me,
Falling away, betrayal at best.
I weep for light that has gone dim,
A star up in the night,
The last flicker before shut eye,
My heart beats with thunders roar…
I, the one thrown in the lions den,
Find a new strength with solace.
Both of us now majestic beasts,
Hermits cast out by feared notability.
I weave us two crowns.

a.l.c

Missed Chances

Honestly,
I’m so full of secrets,
but only the happy kind.
I’m just too scared to share them,
Even just in my own mind.

And so…
Because I can’t speak up
I keep almost missing out,
Between our silly silence
As my brain begins to shout.

And so…
Time keeps passing by,
Though I remain still.
How can I expect a change
If I cannot find the will?

a.l.c