Once Upon A Time

I believed once, in fairy tales and kings, of lands far away, I knew these things. and, as all tales go, time ebbs and it flows, and my belief aged and cracked, until seeing became believing never the other way around, and fantasy was a wasted dream. I believed once, in family, and teams, and … Continue reading Once Upon A Time

The After of Before

It slips, from after to for, thoughts and fronts that set events apart even when we begrudgingly admit that there is no way to return to the start. yet simple yearning lends the blind to the I, scientifically speaking at least, we see only what we want, until forced back into someone else's reality. Never … Continue reading The After of Before

Stopping at the End of the Starting Place

(dedicated to Kelly, a beautiful compass in this world.) The place to start is at the beginning's end, where everything and nothing makes sense, make syllables synonymous with sound purpose until everyone understands the difference between function and reality. For the scattered portions are truly the best dreams, living fully while the rest of the … Continue reading Stopping at the End of the Starting Place

Facebook Short Poetry Series #7

Take in the second, the moment, the third, when something is more than the nothing we created in our minds to explain existence. But there was something more, always, more so we moved in the space together pushing and pulling as the tension twisted and built in lower stomachs and screamed its release as eyes … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #7