Tag: life

Innocente

There is no such thing
As a relationship where
No one gets hurt

I can barely hold my eyes
Open long enough to see
The future of what it can be

Inside my head
Inside my head
It’s almost dead
It’s almost dead

Ocean views and
Covered in foam
A moment before
Nothing left to lose
Connect me

If we have to wake up
Do we have to be there?
Can we zombie it out

Someone else split the difference
Someone else do it for me

My heart breaks to see
The sweetest child share pure joy
About the little things
Resonates the dark parts
Of my world that I don’t
Feel seen or heard in

Turn the lights down
Remember innocent laughter

Time will heal it
Time will heal it

© GÄ

Invented

Factoid of life brings
A dream of clouds and cream
Beings in dance and probable
Light that may or may not
Come to fruition

Three dogs I’ve never met before
Maybe my dogs told them about me
On the other side grieving
What beautiful love to share
Unconditionally
Who is the ghost I met
In the ether last night

Bright eyes and long arms
The fantasy if not knowing
Just a neverland of maybes
Brilliant sky dark stars
Outer space positive
Planetary atmosphere

A backdrop for the unpredictable
Minutes ahead that turn into
Lifetimes and I see myself in
Death and rebirth

But the end is not near
What a rescue

© GÄ

Γρουσουζιά

Risk taking is also
Lavender dreams of being
Ivory streams of temptation
Pull the car over to say hello
To a random stranger

Doff the expectation
Of folding towels a certain way
Showing up for life everyday
In certain kinds where
Uncertainty belies

Lavender and gold
Love you with action

Like skipping rocks
Banana peels
Hopping one from the other
Tiptoeing around not to
Turn over any stability
Keep it same keep it solid
Remaining sumptuous
How can we breathe?

In out in out in out
Music in my head goes
In out in out in out
I need a water spout
Connected to my house
Which is my body

Like a rubber band that snaps
It is the complex thread of life

I will forgo all assumptions
That to be alive is any wayward
Thing or moment in any language

I am betrothed to that which
Comes in frequencies and feathers

Here the water pools in casual ways
Here the thunder claps on its own

We show up when we fox what we can
If even then we have to certainly
But not with tension in our hearts
Rocks crumbled in our brains

Here we show up as we want to
Everyday as we can

This is life the combat
We must fight not just to survive
But to be alive to play

© GÄ

Lanterne

I wanted to do everything with you
But in the end I had to do it myself

Let’s stop being disappointed
Leaving me like this in the wind
I wanted to do it myself
But it was hard to
Do it without you

How could I
He really wanted it
It was already completely gone
I wanted to do everything with you

Firestorm
Firestorm

We had a great time trying
Grinding materials
Withered leaves
Repeated garden
Disappointing love life
Sprinkle salt around the edges
Almost consistent
Reason for no reason
Swallows are dancing

After midnight
I wanted to do everything with you
I will accept what we had
Next step
To do everything

With someone else

© GÄ

Outfit

Finding myself
Wearing some ridiculous
Lampshade to subdue the light
I cannot easily disguise

I wonder
If a love like that exists

I’ve seen that man
You know the one
Crying outside your window

Shouting “Take me back!”
Drenched from the rain

Always wishing one day he’d
Be asking for you until the
Moment that he did

Dreading what could come
With him and would come
If you let him in

Where was the charming
Poetic boy
Full of fire and indifference

Outside dripping with life
A chance taken for feelings
Granted on the inside

A scratch

Both parts succumbing
Never contending
Correspondent to the rare
Combination

A poetic knight
Shining disarming
A gamut for life
Cooked up in a soup
Made of ginger and dreams
One that I have been sipping on

A quiet observation
Coming and going
Looking out the panes of glass
Heart throbbing

Grasping at a future
Full of memories
Written once and for all
In a newspaper that will
Again be delivered
On the morning
Of a second birth

Fresh and ready
For intimacy

© GÄ

Vestige

It’s like I forgot how to be alive
Was I ever listening?
I heard the echoes of my pets
Trying to catch my attention 
While I was so busy living life
I missed it
I’ve been missing it
If I keep missing it
Soon it will be over

Old songs ringing in my ears
That I composed some years ago
I can still find them in my hands
Resting at the ends of my fingertips

It was like living that life
Gave me something to write
Something to sing about
Capturing the whole world ahead 
Until today after I lived it
Even though I’m still alive
If I haven’t forgotten how to be

All the plans that I made all
Successfully played out
Somehow hanging on by a thread
Through a lot of it and happily

So I can compare the difference
Which one does it make here
To realize what most people 
Aren’t figuring out
Life is going away
If we don’t live it

Somehow I am instantly
Overnight running out of time
What I cared about is gone
Feeling it even more 
When we realize 
The whole picture is blank
Only remnants of
What is left

Of a life you 
Planned to live
Leftover memories
In the walls
Footprints on the floor
Looking for you 
No more 

Do something
It’s all vanishing

© GÄ

Shilly Shally

If it wasn’t this
It would be something else
My condolences
For all the things
He should’ve said
Or wanted to
But didn’t still
If it wasn’t this
It would be something else
Maybe boys
Don’t always grow up
To be men
Maybe love is just
A thing we feel
When people are gone
If it wasn’t this
It would be something else
And the rest of us
Watch the sun go down
On our favorite shoes
And the pictures on the walls
That tell the story too
Hard to tell
Let the future tell it
For us cause
If it wasn’t this
It would be something else
And that’s all there
Is to it

© GÄ

Happen

Divers if dreams
Could be more than one thing
Child riding by on a dog
Three wise men barefoot
Wanting to show up to
Offer comfort or a hug
Sing along like a hymn
In the heart I play a record
And I sit beside you
The lyrics and sheet music
Are black on black
I need a flashlight
To see the images
To read the words that
You don’t know
I can’t even catch the melody
Without the vinyl playing
And so I stand up
To place the needle again
And we are listening
The music is magic
To our ears and the
Words come alive

Joined by a friend who
Wants her ear pierced
We learn she should wait
To see the placement of the
Bar strategically so we
Do not stretch the space
Between I have learned
In this moment
Sometimes it is better to
Wait to make sure
A thing fits
Arriving at the studio
The piercers are ready
One is drawing a mustache
On the other with a marker
The same they use to
Point out the spot to pierce

I am reminded here too
That laughter is the best medicine
And life is to be lived
Perhaps not over analyzed
Because if we have not lived it
We too have nothing to plan
Or look back on

So we just make it happen

© GÄ

Behalf

He stopped playing the piano
But he hadn’t forgotten how to
He stopped riding his bicycle
But he still knew where it was
He forgot to meditate
But he remembered how to return
The path had changed
In the care of his keep
He was busy with life
And the challenges of it all
But he recalled the days
When doing all of these things

Meant something

To be the linchpin
Of ourselves holding the edifice
Together so as not to crumble
Explode or fall apart

Yellow leaves turned up
After the solstice was strolling past
Muddy tiles to witness inner strengths
Washed over and over to reveal
Connection and a use for time
Sliding down the fault of
Memories we attempt to get away from
Churning through the vast nature
If ostensibility is to overwhelm
To congregate in the belly of burden

When to bite and when to chew
Basic principles that should
Involuntarily teach us that
Enough is enough and that
We did all we can do

It’s a beautiful thing
Not to be through with our bodies
But to wake up in said vessels
Alive and renewed
All of our arms and legs
Working and if even only a few limbs
There’s still life in you yet
Old man

© GÄ

Jellyfish

He bent over and heard a phone
Ring in his throat, oh well
Seems natural in the digital age
He said as he pulled his socks on
To prepare for the day ahead
Just keep thinking about how
We’re not dead until we’re dead
So they can keep throwing
Opportunities at you and then
Rip them away it’s just a game
To the big wigs but for the little people
Down here in tiny town it’s everything
We’re all just pretending that we
Have enough to get by feeling like
We’re doing something paying our part
Catching up at the end of the month
Adding to the money pie and still
Can’t help but think it doesn’t matter
Until your chalk full of lead or
Formaldehyde full of dead so we
Just keep moving and living along
Even if it means we encounter
Foot songs of grief dirges of bereft
With nothing left but tears and torn
Blankets our teeth crumbling out
Eventually if you’re not up for maintaining
That’s the end of the route
So the maintainers put their capes on
Pay their nickels at the end of the month
Throw money into programs of
Insurance that never pay off
Of course we don’t want them to
And then look for the crown at the
End of the year! You did it! You survived!
Here here! Applause! Let’s all cheer!
Barely able to stand up
You’ve been sharing your cup
With the world and the gold is
Still empty in your bucket
But you’ll resiliently say
Chuck it up to another
Shrimp on the barbie
We made it thus far; you’re a star!
You can keep going, you know it
I wonder what it’s like
To be a jellyfish

© GÄ