Relevant

POETRY – DAY 6 NATIONAL POETRY MONTH

I only ever wanted to be one thing.
Just one.

I never wanted to be rich
I never wanted to be famous

None of the standards to define us.
None of that really mattered to me

I only wanted one thing
Just one

to be
Relevant

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Mango – Papaya

POETRY – COMFORT & GRACE

I shudder from the warmth of my soul’s smile
The image of your beauty, permanently etched upon my mantle, 
The collision of your beauty (Inner & outer) emits a glow 
A glow with the radiance that will melt a Himalayan snow 

A sight:

never forgotten …

truly majestic…

I sigh from the comfort and security of your embrace 
A cleansing exhale with the contentment of knowing that I’m home 

In this moment, I know what it is like to be held 
In this moment, I know what it is like to be loved 

My soul screams these words 
Yet, my lips remain still 
Nay tremor, nor whisper 

I remain in the comfort of the way things are 
Instead of braving what could be 
I remain comfortable in the warmth of my fear.

Taken for Granted

POETRY – LIFE LESSONS

There wasn’t a sound,
but the silence echoed.

I didn’t want believe it
how could she?

But the walls were bare
and halls empty

My regret not worth a dime
aloofness my crime
didn’t mean for this rhyme

it just kinda happened

Just kinda happened …

me

Taking her for granted.

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Make the Cut

POETRY – INTROSPECTIVE

I poured everything I had
To become a good man

Until I learned who
good men were.

I didn’t make the cut

Bodega

POETRY – LOSS

Through the rain-splattered glass
I watch silhouettes dance in a distant window
With closed eyes I dream how things could be
I dream of how the beauty of life is so filling
With opened eyes I see the reality of what is
I extend my hand to lift her from the quicksand
Yet, she struggles and continues to sink
My eyes burn
My cheeks are dampened
As I drive away …

Empty handed

Closed Blinds

POETRY – MINDFULNESS

With a push of a button, the television screen goes blank, removing that annoying hum that fills our homes for the better part of the day. A hum we seldom realize exists until it has gone. Then, finally, we notice how peaceful your life has just become.

I sat down by my window
and opened the blinds

From my window, I see
a world absent of law

No quarter for those who want it
No quarter for those in need
There was none, even for those
who drop to their knees and plead.

From my window, I witness
the darkness of the light,

the woman adjusting her clothes
because she just made her rent in the backseat
the man whose rent vanished in a puff of smoke
the child who wonders about their next meal
because their father just drank it away

from my window, I see light
through the darkness

the young man helping the older couple
a reminder that there is still courtesy, although fading
the blooms of the flowers in an overgrown garden
steadily growing, steadily fighting,
as we should, like every moment was our last

from my window, I witness those
who will not bow

Those whose faith is unwavering
those who love unconditionally
with no concern for themselves
those who continue to fight
though is no sign of hope

In this window, I have seen
many things

things that you want to fix but cannot
things that make us cry,
even if it is silently amongst a hundred

The things that will make a stand on mountaintops and cheer
The things that will make the strongest of men get up and walk away

These things and much more represent the ideal I have spent my life fighting for.

No wonder I can never close the blinds.

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CONSEQUENCE

POETRY

Be mindful of what you do.
It is a reflection of what you are worth.
If it is true, then it is truth, and cherish it.
If it is deceit, then it’s deceitful, and you might become it.

Twilight, just before the dawn

The leather of my gloves crinkles 
as I tighten the reins 
My steeds trot becomes a gallop
We begin traveling through time …

through space …

arriving at a place unfamiliar 
Yet, it felt so safe …

Shimmering through the shadows
I’m drawn to a presence…
My heart begins to pound as I see you laying there
behind a veil of lace ….

Resting so peaceful… so full of grace …
I remove my cloak and armor 
I sit down in a chair beside the bed
Closing my eyes, drifting into your dreams 

There we make beautiful, passionate love 
in the twilight, just before dawn …