Let Down

Time has come. Excitement has been reached.
What to wear? Where to go? Neither know.
Caught up in the excitement, the details don't matter.
Running with one flat on and holding the other
racing down the stairs and out the door.

Heart can't contain this, opening the door to his car
he simply sits back and says, "So what do you want to do."

Shadow

Everywhere where we run there is a shadow that lingers.
Even in the stillness of night. It will be there as a reminder.
It was once apart of a life that has gone on without it. Looking
down on the family going about their normal lives, while it watches
from afar. Busy lives they live. Constantly on the go. No breaks.

Seasons come and go, now the family has grown, children to adults.
New families and faces that it is no longer remembered or spoken
about. A simple nod or gesture fills the role of suiting an explanation.

It comes dress down for holidays. Still in its ragged and torn clothes
that it wears daily. The family is in its best dress. It doesn't fit.
The photo has the nicely dressed members. It's a good thing
ghost cannot be scene on camera. Although it's spot is never replaced.

Even thought it's a shadow and not spoken about, the truth and love never fails.

New Month, Time for Photos!

These first two are from a hike I went on with a friend at 7 Lakes Drive

These next shots are from when I went to Central Park this past weekend with another friend:

Knots, blots, cots
tie these things,
hold them up, possibly
keep things trapped.

blots, cots, mops

Quiet

Calm, peace, mediation, that is what's said to bring ease in moments of calamity,
What if that moment is what brings the paranoia?
Silence is my fear. It lets my mind wander to my subconscious. Letting everything
I've ignored be brought to light. Darkness helps lock it away.
Can silence be darkness? It creeps along on it's own, creating uneasiness,
making moments unsettling,
                                              terror creeps along.

Thoughts are Your Undoing

Best friend turned lover, that how we're told the story of life goes.
Guys and girls cannot be best friend, or closer than they are with
their friends of the same sex. Oh dear! No, you can't possible. What?

Such a ridiculous world or concept. No, it's true. This barrier
it's needed to not have feelings for the other to know the secrets
that we keep. Ideas enter the mind of a possible future. More than a future.
A connection. Than another. All these thoughts open up to be in
you mind. Taking over how you think daily, how you go about things.
The worst is how you feel. This is where it all goes wrong.

The other knows this moment and time has come. It's not reciprocated.

Never Let Me Go

The waves crashing over me, carrying me from you
in a moment of passion. Torment. This voice carries
my thoughts towards you but lies tearing apart my heart.
Come to me. Don't let me run. I push you as far as possible.
Everything in me is says you should have run. I can't break you.
The way you care and love. It's suffocating. Takes everything
in me to accept that you'll always be here to hold on to,
to care for. A safety that I reject and don't accept but you stay with me.
Waiting for me to stop and accept things the way they are.

Accept this? A thing that brings me in close and feels
like a safety net in this never ending storm. An acceptance,
you make this feel as though it should be right, just, love.
How can this be love when you release me I've given into
this lie? Love is not a storm settling. Its over coming it. The chaos
turns to silence that only makes sense to the those embracing.
Hold on to the truth. Never let passion take over truth.