A Single Red Thread

Single red thread

A flickering orange flame fluttering at the sound of your breath

I hold mine in, not wanting to make it dance any further, it’s already too close

Any moment now, the two will unite

And burn the only thing holding us together

And the connection will be lost forever

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Originally posted October 13, 2015

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Following Tops of Umbrellas

City views from fifty-three stories up

Slightly cloudy, partial rain

A horizon of high rises in the distance

Below, tops of umbrellas moving this way and that

Not in unison, each with a different destination

A yellow one crosses the street

My eyes follow as it moves through the city

Stopping at street corners, waiting for lights to change

Slow, fast, depending upon the flow

It rounds a corner and is lost

And a feeling of wonder stays with me the rest of the day

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Originally posted September 7, 2015

Puddles of Lost Voices

Falling rain

Each drop free falling faster than the next

The sound of a million needles splashing on my skin

Tiny droplets reverb in the background

A lonely melody emerges

Puddles of lost voices begin to sing

Their faint voices, distant

Burrow deep inside and stay with me

And I’m certain

There will never be a storm like this again

But I will always hear this song

Whenever it rains

 

Originally posted August 22, 2015

Listening to a Forest

I’ve been lost in a bamboo forest

Surrounded by tall spears of silence

Inhaling my voice

Quiet’s handprint left upon my chest

 

I’ve descended through cloud forests

Carving through hazy white shrouds

Below, unseen and unknown

Ears becoming my eyes, seeing more then, then on clearest of days

 

I’ve walked among giant sequoia trees

Safety under their looming shadows

Branches reaching out, scooping me up into an embrace

Hymns of wisdom slowly rising among their choir

 

Nature’s silence

Beauty’s peace

Listening, growing, living

A time to become

 

Originally posted October 2, 2015

 

 

Twilight Embrace

The feeling of dusk settles on my skin

I drift from dancing with sun rays

To humming soft melodic sighs by twilight

I find myself lured into the shadow of the moon

And I feel strangely comforted by its embrace

 

*Originally posted June 24, 2015

Remembering

Black and white photographs

Unfinished journals frayed at the edges

The scratchy sounds of a vinyl record playing

The sweetness of her voice losing me to my past

 

Eyes closed

Open heart

A numbness takes over

And I forget how to remember

Or maybe remembering makes me want to forget

 

But it’s a part of me

Always with me

In the front of my mind

On the tip of my tongue

Or in hibernation

Waiting for the next time to wake.

 

Originally posted June 13, 2015