"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." -Maya Angelou

Thursday, November 26, 2009


I'm feeling rather torn
Not knowing what
To do

And you would too.

My heart says one thing
My head
Well it says

Nothing's etched in cement.

Maybe I should just
Go for
It the thing I truly

I do indeed aspire.

There is a good
Here I'm getting rather

And yet it takes so long.

If it were up
to me
Well then I'd be sprinting
to you

Straight 'til you're in view.

But it is, up to me
That is
So maybe I should adjust
My mind

Stop waiting for a clearer sign.

It's time to seize my life it's
I'm tired of putting it on

I choose today to start growing old.

With you.

Monday, November 16, 2009

I Love Us

This week marks 8 months
That we have been us.
It's gone by fast,
But the separations
Go by so slow.

Learning to still have fun
While apart is like
Trying to breathe
Underwater, nevertheless
I'll do my best.

Love's my light in a
Sea of shadows,
Hold on tight I'm
Coming I'm running
As Fast as I can.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


My poison courses all around,
Spreading warmly through my veins,
Tracing its terror from my heart
And slowly back again.

No more will I infect you all,
Those who care and watch over me.
Instead I will hide it deep and away,
Protect you from the toxic sea.

They carry the precious antidote
In the palms of their tiny open hands,
Needing, wanting me to have it,
Kindly and freely offering and—

I stretch so long and far with all
The strength that I possess
I—reach, sometimes even catch it,
Salvation from the constant unrest.

But this is only for a moment
For all alone again, consumed
I wade in dark and murky waters
The bulk of my life in an empty room.