Pool Is Open

I can’t float.

I can’t swin.

 

My body is full of water.

 

You dive in

such poise and confidence

and I watch you.

 

You can float.

You can swim.

 

Yet, you step out

from the world I provide

to the world you live in.

 

I know you will be back -

my body, it refreshes you

it reminds you of youth

of freedom and

what you can be.

 

Another day, you return

deep in thought -

you share your mind with me and

you open up.

 

I listen to your thoughts.

I feel your turmoil.

I see your determination.

I watch as you push hard

to the other side.

 

It’s as clear as I am 

you should spend more time

deep inside of me -

until you need air.

 

I wonder if the air you breath

hurts you 

when you are so happy 

in my body of water?

 

I cry and I refill my loss -

until you come again.

 

In here you are all mine

out there

you are their’s.

 

Swim in me. 

 

 

Simple Serendipity

It is the little things

that define greatness.

Monumental

Memorable

Time to find happiness

in what I have

not sorrow

in what I don’t.

For me, the lessons I’ve learned

the hurt so deep

simply, cannot compare

to the love I feel.

The future I now hold

and life I have to live -

Serendipity.

Happiness Reborn

I’ve been at a crossroads

in my life.

I’ve been double-crossed.

Today, as I write this

And as I have always believed, inside

The directions to where

I go from here

Will lead me to a happy place.

A life I want-

A man I need.

A future filled with light

Where darkness once lived.

All that I see -

Is clear

Is brighter.

And, I am glowing again.

I have found love

In the truest form.

I am whole again.

Restive Conflict

Tossing and turning

Not settled, not still

 

Just round and round, churning          

Emotions unfulfilled

 

My head and my heart

Together and yet, apart

 

What I feel and how I think -

Turning to wine, the conciliation I drink

 

I have learned that numbing is temporary

Ordinary solution to a problem contemporary

 

I pass on the wine

I sit and ponder time

 

Getting here is reflective

Going somewhere else, subjective

 

A solitary confinement, trapped

With so much wrath

 

The result is numbness

The pain, relentless

 

The blame has no resolve

Emotions do not dissolve

 

The road behind lives forever

Day to day life without pleasure

 

One day at a time, rising above

Standing on the edge, wishing for a shove

A Smaller Helping, Please

A plate

Way too big

 

I want a plate

Tea cup size

 

I have too much

It’s spilling over

 

Is it because I can

Manage the entire overflow?

 

Just when I have it in control

WHAM

 

Another helping

I did not ask for

 

I don’t want it.

 

Do you know what I mean?

 

Some have an empty plate

Even if their plate were full

 

They could empty it faster

More resources

More help.

 

I wonder if

My plate is so full

To challenge me

Like a pawn

 

Hahaha from up above

Or down below

 

It’s not funny

It’s pushing me over the edge

 

I guess, you must know

I’ll never go over

I’ll never give in

My talent

My fault.

Investing In Change

Change is made from money

Can you make change

without money?

Money changes people

changes their lives.

You don’t know what you have

how much you spend

until it’s gone.

The more you have

the more you have to lose.

And when it’s gone

you are back to spending

time on change.

Irreversible damage –

Having spent more time on what can be bought

Then on what could have been saved.

 

Once Upon A Time

Blame was my refuge

Pride my hostage.

Using others to fulfill

an emptiness.

A salvation for most

with a big heart.

I recognize the void,

now I yield.

I look both ways

before crossing.

With a purpose,

not a project

I persevere

this is my conquest.

Only this time

I know the definition.

Photo Moment

Face’s captured

a moment in time.

Happy or sad, their expressions

a story untold.

Staring into a past,

seeing what we want to see.

This picture you look at

will never tell the truth.

A Move In The Right Direction

Moving out.

Moving in.

Moving on.

A path to somewhere

deep inside of me.

Taking a chance

not with someone or

for anyone.

This time

it’s all about me.

This is my life and

for the first time,

the sacrifices I’ll make

are selfish, calculated

with my end result.