Tag Archives: Life

Notes

18 Feb

Orcas: Until Then

The notes we leave

to remind ourselves

and others

we tried.

What else can we do?

I don’t know a hero.

I know those who

took what they were given

and made something.

And I know those who

took what they were given

and took their leave.

Some souls don’t weave.

—

The notes we leave

to remind ourselves

of others.

We tried.

What a simple clue.

Of our friends and foes

I don’t know who

Is still alive and thriving,

and made something.

And I don’t know who

wouldn’t take what they were given

and make a home.

To stitch and sew.

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I just worry that…

17 Dec

Tears of Unicorn – Fujita Masayoshi

Dimes

fall from the sky,
like eyes.
Like little souls,
pools from scored pies.
(or pines – we can’t decide)

Why
can we not fight?
What ties
our curled hands
to tools despised.
We’re all alone inside.

Life
in double time.
Ctrl I
I don’t deserve.
I am afraid.
There is nothing left to learn.

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My darlings

3 Dec

Bon Iver – Beach Baby

The wait of it all, filling

books with those I won’t kill,

books my darlings fill.

Scraps will fall, telling

how I keep my memories;

ones I’ll forget eventually

’cause sequences, strings and strands.

Cross my I’s and dot my and’s,

’cause I don’t know the state I’m in,

nor the vessel Magdalene,

or why old apologies

were so self serving.

–

Ways they taper, silent

does an end appear.

Does it dull the fear?

Is there a place to hide it?

Well I hide mine here,

scrawled within some post or mirror,

’cause I’ve never known the pain,

the cringe, the blow across the face

of losing such a piece of me.

But that’s how it has to be.

The sorrow on that last reprise,

to read my words through fresh new eyes.

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for me.

20 Nov

Sun sands sights. The lights

are smooth. I move. Your flight,

my rail, your tail, your coos.

Ways soft youths have proved

unkind. The times your tooths

drew blood. I shrug. Shut eyes.

Cold clean quarantine

and part whole heart is key

for peace at least for me.

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I am’s and chores.

6 Nov

I Want Wind to Blow: Microphones

You say, what sweeps me off my feet?

I freeze. Febreeze radiating. Debating.

Something like the hand glance, toe dance

coffee table barefoot sorta.

Passion vs stability.

Are you going to change the world from

the bus? It’s a clear bust to try to.

In flight is when your feels are real.

You land, you keep the lid on it.

One scene gleaned from the reel inside.

Everyone died. I lied. Still, not PG-13.

You showed a pic of the sun so

serene. Fire met dust so passionately.

I’ve dust for days but fire’s contained.

Where did it go?

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It’s about

9 Oct

Leaving Home – Yo La Tengo

–

Life’s about spreading kind.

Well I’ve been having a real good time

teaching you the ways

to one day take my place.

–

No, I know I’m going to be fine.

And if I’m not, my sign

will shine upon my face.

My love will make it’s case.

–

Because life’s about the love you find

and simple little frames of mind

and never running out of time or space.

You can’t lose if there’s no race.

–

The pride and joy I feel inside

supercede all previous highs

as I see you learn, love and play.

A fire you built for all my days.

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Change

3 Sep

You Shall Know the Spirit – Pfarmers

Maybe this time when I

look in the mirror I

won’t see a face

that’s so far from my own.

Maybe on a closer

inspection detection

of the differences

fade away.

In my mind I’ve got

some static frame from

some film that’s

never played.

And the man in there

never moved – he soothes.

He’s always from

a distant day.

But the light I hold

should fade away.

I’d never want to be

forever unchanged.

Because imprinted on my wake,

handfuls of birds strewn across

a lake.

I won’t see their beaks because

I can’t stay awake.

–

Mind is swirling with

northern lights, my pith

won’t stay quiet it will

never not shift.

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Bodies and minds

11 Dec

Sufjan Stevens – Justice Delivers It’s Death

We’re so temporary, it feels like such a long time.

But it’s quite the contrary.

We’re only here for a handful of songs,

and then we’re pushed out into the night into the cold.

And one day we’re all going to fall apart.

We’re going to break our bodies or

lose our minds and I guess that’s fine

but I’d rather be shot in the head or die asleep in my bed.

I’m living but I ache for life.

I’m sleeping in dreams and

my job is a reel I’ve seen too many times.

When will I wake from this life that I live?

Because some day soon I’m going to come apart.

I’m going to wreck my body and

lose my mind, and I guess that’s fine.

But I’d rather get a clot in the head and die asleep in my bed.

image:Sirja Ellen

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Losing the light

3 Dec

losing

Losing the light – Marconi Union

–

We fall from trees with grace.

Wrapping the air around us.

Invisible flares escape,

beauty in the nothing.

–

With skill we harness gravity.

Port de bras, passing branches.

Entrechat to gain velocity.

we learned this ages ago.

–

Slowing to contemplate metaphase.

I watch the steps.

You watch the degage.

And we carry on.

–

Making figures in the crepuscular rays,

We bow

where our coast meets the waves

and we reach the ground.

–

image: Mike Homnick

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