Whilst the road ahead is uncertain and strange;
The sun still shines in its ember frame;
The stars still glow in that perfect night sky;
And the moon still smiles down from its throne up on high.
Despite this path, dark and remote;
There is a song to be sung and words to be wrote;
A family to love and a home to keep warm;
Regardless of pain, there will be a new dawn.
The poet inside of me is dead;
All the words that tied have fled.
Why is this you may ask, its true;
To this I have no answer, none due.
No reason for this lack of rhyme,
Unanswered questions? Perhaps in time;
Will unlock this bottomless pit forlorn;
And place me back in peace, reborn.
The pain of letting go, of a chance, to make you whole
When the absence of just a glimpse;
Makes your world about to end.
When life seems so hard that you feel you cant go on.
Weary head dropping to the floor;
Cool tile, caressing this abyss.
Blow after blow, life is dealing now.
Your self worth is shattered;
Bloodied tattered knees.
Pick up what is left?
Embrace your savaged corpse.
With frayed rope, grab on tight.
Claw back to life.
Rider of storms;
Holder of questions;
With answers that thwart;
Yet a traveler of rainbows;
A dreamer of dreams;
A passionate master;
Ripped at the seams;
A tattooed prince;
Admired from afar;
By one crazy maiden;
Of that I am sure!
I barely know you and yet;
I tell you all the secrets in my head.
It’s not Love, just a reach;
A cry to the moon for what I seek.
Its lust for sure, I miss the touch;
Of strong arms as passion surmount.
I cannot gaze into your eyes;
Nor can I hold your hand.
Yet your voice call to me in your words.
Such nonsense, yet here I am.
Singular moment in time.
Memories waft in to stir.
A smile to the lip….frown to the brow.
Singular moments in time.
Strung together to write a life.
A life you love…or a life you change.
Moments are but passing time.
To be filled in the pursuit of love
Love of work, of man, of beast…of you.