Breathe Again

Image credit: AstroStar

I step out into the darkness
With the sky lit above me
The orb has reached its full potential
And I am reminded of the beauty around me
The twinkling above is the same as it’s always been
But much brighter than I’ve allowed myself to see
Somewhere out there under the same sky
You’ve been thinking of me
And I can finally breathe

Words

This poem appears in my poetry collection Coffee Shop Sessions: Whatever It Takes, Even If It Doesn’t Take available on Amazon.

I need words
I need better words
Words of joy
Words of healing
Words to console me in times of need
Words of understanding
Words to make me feel complete
Words of love
Words of compassion
Words that show a deeper meaning than what appears in front of me

Words that you cannot find
Words that you cannot express
Words that will never enter your heart or mind
And will never leave your lips

I need words to hang onto
Words that lift me up
Words that will make me want to come back to you
Words that will make me want a future with you

Words,
I need words

Dear love

Dear love,
Thoughts of you the other day brought smiles. Today thoughts of you produced overrun swells in my eyes. The many years we’ve been separated, but how our hearts have always been close, how many more years will it be like this? Living in fantasy and memories all of the time is no way of living. The truth of what can never be, will I ever set these feelings free? This arrested state of bliss, of dreaming of our next kiss… and the pain of knowing that it may be a million years away. We’re so close yet always out of reach. I sit and dream of you, and wonder… will our dreams ever come true.

Undying Flame

Images and words
suddenly appear,
words longed for
hitting deep
as they wrap around
and envelop me,
overwhelming yet satisfying.

Since our last meeting
your ghostly presence arrived
in the oddest of places:
romantic restaurants,
quaint cafes,
art galleries,
long car drives,
concert halls,
walking in a park,
every room of the house,
and late at night in bed.

Days leading up
to significant life events,
it was you
always there
intervening
and me not finding the right words
to express the emptiness,
the loss,
the longing,
the wanting.

Reunions are great, they say,
as long as you don’t have to deal with the past,
as long as it doesn’t control your present,
as long as the flame doesn’t consume you.

Yet, here I stand steadily in the burning flames with you.

Raining underneath

by Mark Ryan – Check out more of his work here: Havoc and Consequence

Underneath. Down here where it’s calm.
Where the black beauty of the abyss touches my feet.
All is quiet.
All is still.
I’m entombed as if in a coffin.
Locked forever in my own space
Controlling the promise of my ever after.
And then you came.
Pelting my world.
Hurtling across like a comet in my stretching blue sky.
You bring the change, flowing through like a weather system.
Flourishing my eyes open like a new season.
Calling sub-oceanic flowers to bloom within me.
Aquatic forest pines that reach up to touch the surface.
To reach and touch your face.
My hands branch to catch the light you dazzle.
A sudden rush you instill within me like heroin bubbles in my blood.
Coming up too soon, bending my compression that has kept my heart safe.
Heading for the bends.
I’m a fish not born to fly with you.
High where the birds and angels soar.
Hidden in these depths for reasons.
For sins that keep me drowned.
Now it rains under water, puddling the pool of the sea that parts us.
And I drift in the stream of sorrow.
Knowing that the rain on the surface, is really your tears.

All I Need

All these years of
expectancy,
finding someone who
will give me all things I want,
all things I need

I beckon for someone
to give me music,
give me poetry,
give me love,
give me everything I need

But a voice inside cautions:
no one can love you like you need,
no one is all things true,
no one out there is all for you

Connecting so effortlessly
you give me words to hear,
music to fill the air,
books to read,
and pictures to see
Why can’t you be the one
to provide all things I want,
all things I need

I beckon again,
give me music
give me poetry
give me love

Still the voice carries on:
no one is all things true
no one out there is all for you…


This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One

Our (Mis)Fortune

Your hand slips into mine,
the fortune teller notices
our smiles with glittering eyes
she’s convinced
there’s a future between us
she smiles & invites us in

Laying down cards one by one
it reveals the betrayal and secrets
that will keep us
from the love that has swept us into a whirlwind

We turn to each other stunned
but a laugh begins,
she replies, “Sorry, no refunds”

Magic in the Mystery

There’s magic in the mystery
These feelings between you and me

Figuring out all the words to say
They get stuck in the way
Figuring out all the endless possibilities
Of the future between you and me

There’s something, no doubt
So, why try to figure it out

You’ve got to give it up
You’ve got to face it
Your hand in mine
Arm wrapped around my waist
There’s no other place
We’d rather be
Than right here
Just you and me


Listen to my poems on SoundCloud
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One

At Peace

On a winter’s night
I lay down
Look over
And dream I am lying by your side

Looking into your eyes,
Feeling assured
That this is it
This is how it’s supposed to feel

Two souls mutually feeling the same depth of passion
Who appreciate all that has taken place
To get us where we are today
To feel at peace

There’s no worry about the path forward
Only this moment is all that matters


Listen to my poems on SoundCloud
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One