old – Poétique

Sward

A sward before me
Grassy green verdant plain
If you’ve ever known pain
Then you know how difficult it is to feel
I loved him the most
Without him that part of me is empty

I hold your pillow

She wasn’t nice to me
But to everyone else for her it was easy

To be nice

Fifty two hours was too much for them
To share with me for a friend
In the course of one year
They needed it all {their time}
So again; lost friend
A pain sets in that is
Too hard to talk about

I have a person she said
Meaning {not you}

Why do I feel like I still look like
I’m seventeen to the world
Inside still just a boy
Wanting to connect with everyone
Undying youthful heart
But a man who is realizing
It may be time to share
His experience

Guidance

Are we one day elders
Are we one day teaching
Unexpectedly
Is this wisdom?

Dusted

I’m taking my shot back
At myself
At the stars feeling nudged
By the afterlife silently
Pushing pressing whispering go
Like a shout in my head
An electric shock to the brain
I can feel it in my bones
In the wheat beneath my feet
In the grains

Take your body back
And make it better than it was before
Take your mind back
And make it better than it was before
Take your soul back
And make it better than it was before

I remember you
Everything you did
You have to keep living
It’s all yours to have
On a path of loneliness
Or filled with a million friends
It’s all irrelevant
Just take yourself back
It’s all you have
Pulsating

The sun is rising in your heart again
The algorithm is setting in your hippocampus
Can you feel the rest of yourself rising
Taking every risk
A pillar of satisfaction
A fascinating stretch
A universal length

I’m not giving up on
This body {ANGEL}
This mind {DEVIL}
This soul {HUMAN}

A trilogy of stories
My muscles are telling
My fancy footwork is selling
A juggling act of kindness
And respect for humanity
Especially now when so many
People feel themselves
Falling part

Take yourself back
Pull the trigger
Shoot for the inner galaxy
Dusted diamonds

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

Occasionally

How do you paint me
When I’m not in the room
It’s demeaning to think
You want to believe
That you can be there
For me like old friends who
Pick up the phone or
Answer the call in a
Time of need but too often
I have trouble reaching out
When I call and you have to
Go to take a lunch call
Or go because someone
Is on their way home or go
Because you’re watching
A show or go
Because dinner preparation
Requires it so…
Go, go, GO!
Be there for the one you love
No harm is done
No harm is done
Just know that when you say
I’m here for you
You really can’t be
Because you’re already here
For the person you’ve
Committed to be
I’m just the pal you recall
From a fun time ago
Packed with memories
Full of a time spent as kids
I’m happy to share what a show!
That history with you
And accept what that means
To be the person you can only
Touch base with occasionally is me

Old Friend

Wouldn’t it be easier to
Let me go than to randomly
Like posts that are
A million years old?
I don’t want this to be
Like jumping beans
In my head
Get out of my head
Should we
Smoke the peace pipe?
Is there anything we
Missed along the way?
Do we need to return
Anyway?
Should I proceed with caution
Yellow light traffic up ahead
Any kind of commotion
Is better instead of the
Memories I have of our
Last encounter
A lot of back and forth
About your being right
And me being stupid
(Too needy also that night)
Whatever you didn’t want
To deal with at the time
I try not to forget
Because forgetting is like
A quick shot into the
Mainline of pain
I’m almost there
I wish the friendship
Had a little something
More to behold
I mean…
Wouldn’t it be easier to
Let me go than to randomly
Like posts that are
A million years old?