Lighthouse

i came across

patched up lands, and distant moors

as foreign to me as the tip of a traveler's tongue

from above

signals waved as i

lonely as ever

stopped to wait for you

there might not be many words to explain this, no

but in strange lonely lands

are where you find yourself

whether in rain or hurricanes

photographs and maps

you get lost, and then you know

that you are looking for something

not desired, not wanted, but needed

high above, down below

beneath electric skies

you will realise that this is all

you might ever need

but you will want more

and with signals flashing

my heavy heart returns to you

as steady as the midwestern seas

Oblivious

poetry.

living, breathing, dancing on my tongue

away into the dark, dark night.

my heart yearns for something

more than i have

stripped away by the years

that flew past me so fast.

sometimes i revisit these scenes

slow, rewinding, slow, pausing

rediscovering the things

i never saw.

simple looks, soft touches

magnified now; funny how it all

makes sense in your grown up mind.

but no, that was the past.

over too soon, but gone.

can you ever have it back?

poetry.

burning, seeping.

dancing away like a blown out candle.

Boats and Birds

if you be my star

i'll be your sky

you can hide underneath me and come out at night

when i turn jet black

and you show off your light

i live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me

never come back if you find another galaxy

far from here with more room to fly

just leave me your stardust to remember you by

if you be my boat

i'll be your sea

the depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity

ebbing and flowing

and pushed by a breeze

i live to make you free

but you can set sail to the west if you want to

pass the horizon till i cant even see you

far from here where the beaches are wide

just leave me your wake to remember you by

Out From Age

would you watch the sunset with me

misty ball hovering over the horizon

where the world will slowly

be covered in darkness?

and then lets lay in the sand for a bit

talk about things on the surface

lapping our soft legs in the surf

greater things yet unfolding

maybe watch the moon rising

from its waking place

red with sleep

and full with age

progress to talk about

love, life, family, ties

connections with people

that matter to you, long gone

stare as the stars slowly blank out

revealing a much darker sky

but a foggy sense

that the night is ending

opening about our feelings

long before we'd ever met

how we'd waited for each other

and how we'd lost each other

slowly see the sun rising

soft repeat, slow release

and i tuck a strand of hair behind my failing ears

as we slowly wave our wrinkled hands goodbye

Bright Lights

last night, i walked by a house

with colourful lights.

the lights blinded me

with such familiarity

i could just stop and notice.

the world is constantly moving.

i know this from past experiences.

but sometimes, just certain things

carry you up, bring you around

to the place that made you now.

last night, i walked by a house

with colourful lights.

the lights blinded me

but i couldnt help but notice

waves crashing along the shoreline

as i walked hand in hand

with you

naming the stars of the southern cross.

the very next day

i walked to the beach

and drew my name on the sand.

the waves came dutifully

and washed the lines away.

i stared for a minute

at the fading twilight

as i slowly trudged back

alone, alone in my thoughts.

that night, i passed a house

with the brightest lights i'd seen

and i thought to myself

that maybe, just maybe

one day

i would find a house for myself

to call home.

Children

alone to my thoughts again.

let me pen it down for you.

june twenty-second.

how does it feel?

lost, maybe, dazed, confused in a state

of sadness and frustration

what do - did - i really want?

nope. i dont think i knew back then.

or even now. so help me.

am i not capable of thinking for myself?

how did my words escape me?

lets start all over again.

pen this down all over again.

june twenty-fourth.

a month and a half of a gaping wound.

i never thought i'd see this through.

i expected much worse, yes,

but i feel much worse than i thought.

people come and go, i am well aware

but i cant seem to find you anymore.

a sea of people, they all say?

maybe that's how confusion comes about.

left aside a cold stone for both of us.

life's that way, people take, people go.

and people come in between.

june twenty-nineth.

where have you gone?

my mind's out cold, i've waited for you.

you were the world to me.

well, i guess you're gone.

see, love is a strange thing.

i know i could learn to love you right.

but i love you too much to try again.

one day, we'll look back at this

and realise how childish we really are.

Starlight

there are stars all around us

twinkling streetlights down below

as we travel at the speed of light

with you by my side

constant companion, almost lover

but my eyes are filled with

nothing except your starlight

the sky expands before us

all too soon, day will be upon us

and these stars will disappear

as i rest safely in your magic

wishing these nights will never fade

down below, a string of reality pulls me

but i dont fall, no

your starlight is ever present

and i fall safely

into the stats that surround us

completely.