I miss you my friend

I miss when writing came easy,
When words flowed from my veins,
Falling into perfect lines,
Flowing into flawless sounds.

I miss when mind and body would meet,
When I could write as fast as my thoughts,
Pouring blues and reds to purple,
Painting pictures using only word.

I miss when my thoughts sung in tune with these hands…




My mind moves
The way the cold wind
Creeps through the cracks
Of windows not quite shut.


Two faced

Today the sky is honest,
Puffing clouds of grey.
But I… I look like walking colors,
Bursting auroras of rainbows and glitter.

Today the sky is honest,
Raining drops like deep blue words.
But I… I am in hiding
Inside words that sound of joy.

Today the sky is honest,
Pouring truths so raw.
But I…I am a deceitful
Inside a brilliant hued disguise.



Let us be flowers
Stretching our necks
Tall to the heart of the sun

We are thirsty
Let us drink the rays
That burn brighter than ours

We are hungry
Let us eat the nutrients
Others possess

We are…alive
We are not choking
We breathe the air that belongs
To someone else