Two Days

May I say
Look out at the bay

Should I stay
For another day

What will you do
Would you feel blue

Summer breeze blows
Wind without snow

Ticking clock stopped
American flag dropped

Moment of silence
Pretty as an iris

I look away
Thinking of what to say

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All generations become lost
In the days where time stood still
When the sun touched the stars

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When your eyes burn
From the tainted air

You can't help but
Stop and stare
At something that
Was never there

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Clouds form in
My cup of tea

Liquid becoming
The never ending sea

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My nose runs but
nothing appears

This cold never comes
but always stays near

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I wander through
Maine's woods
One hot summer day

Looking for an object
I cannot describe to
Humans with even souls

For I am looking to see
Myself in the leaves
On the tall trees
All around me

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Feet glide across the floor

Unreal to those who see

They're completely in their element

A universe away from reality

Between January 21st & 22nd, 2016

Anger: We & You

We're angry at things
We cannot change

We're angry at people
We do not know

We're angry at what
Our society has become

We're angry at violence
We do not understand

We're angry at the negativity
We have no control over

We're angry our voices
Are silenced by evil

We're angry innocent lives
Are lost too soon

We're angry nothing is being done
To fix what makes us angry

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You cannot let anger stay
Bottled up inside you

It will destroy you
Every moment you don't
Release what's building
Inside your lost soul

You want to pretend like
Everything is fine and
Act as though what is
Happening doesn't effect you

You say you're calm
But you're dying a slow death
Full of insane pain
You don't wish to reveal

Anger

We & You

1.17.2016

People Watching On A Quiet Friday Afternoon

I watch people's lives go by through windows
With no reflections of the inside to the outside
Leaving blank mysteries to those who pass by

Souls with names I will never know
But will remember through the words I write

The woman in front of me wears chic glasses over her brown eyes
A name is written on her cups of water and coffee that I'd probably mispronounce
Reading a novel checked out from the local public library
Brown hair highlighted slightly blonde drapes over her face
Glancing at her gold iPhone every now and then
Fashionable blue turtle neck under a motorcycle jacket
She stares off into the distance as though she's waiting
For someone to come or something to happen
Her book flipped down on the black table sitting
Next to a faux fire on a quiet Friday afternoon
Typing on her phone a smile appears on her lips coated in pink lip gloss
Maybe she's talking to someone she loves

Cars go by
Kids are now getting out of school
I must go..

1.15.2016

Different Angle

Let's begin the story once again

Same words but through a new perspective

A different angle not thought of before

That changes how the story is viewed

But not what the story is about

That will never change

Love Inspired By 1989

welcome to new york

birds can be heard

flying over the

crystal blue water

on a morning

in late may

two souls will meet

destined to effect

change in another's

life that come to

the city in hopes

for a new one

dancing all around

as sun fades down

it's the start of the

new beginning neither

saw coming but it was

entirely meant to be

blank space

until they bumped into

each other on the street

corner of 9th Ave and W 58th St

they never knew a piece

of their soul was missing

before their eyes locked

that day in may

smiles appear as green

eyes stare into blue

they had pasts with

other lovers that should

never reappear

guilt for her

lonely for him

the moment their eyes met

they never wanted to say

goodbye watching the clouds

float to the stars

style

the city buzzes

as madness begins

dancing to songs

without words

red lips match

her finger tips

they never let go

of this magical moment

time had stopped

no ticking clocks

connection too strong

to explain with simple words

out of the woods

on the tracks

captured in photographs

exploring up north

stressful december

smiles are kept

from that day

wanting to move forward

without saying goodbye

fights were loud

peace was settled

sun rose in the city

no trees to be found

all you had to do was stay

roses awaited her

on a february morning

sitting on her doorstep

petals with snow from

the night before

I'm sorry for

letting you down.

Wil you stil love me

when I'm not around?

x

looking down the busy

street she reflects on

moments she'd rather

erase from her memory

as the city wakes up

she stares at the roses

wondering how beautiful

moments could cause so

much pain looking back

shake it off

riding in a taxi

towards downtown

two souls remain silent

in the back seat

not knowing how to shake

off this feeling but

both desperately want to

the music plays

they speak without words

knowing in moments

they will be loving once more

dance floor filled with lovers

as they hold onto each other

shaking the past away

with every step they take

I wish you would

daydreaming while

staring at faded stars

against the light

of the night

wishing on all

the stars she would

show up on the street

below ready to forgive

the fight he'd already

forgotten about

bad blood

when things are good

the bad lingers ahead

not ready to accept

the past as time stops

and lives leave

reminder of what was

when they didn't stab

each other with

hateful comments

tears roll down her face

leaving in a rush

thinking how the wounds

will mend themselves

wildest dreams

her smile fades

into view

dreaming of sunsets

driving away from

the pain

running through

sunflower fields

laughter fills the

summer air

waking up tangled

in sheets

as time stands still

once more

moments without mess

not wanting to leave

the place they made them
see they're meant to be

how you get the girl

hard times end

words are forgotten

kissing on cheeks

as fall leaves match

the red on her lips

reminding each other of

their magical beginning

wanting forever

to be together

this love

hands hold each other

morning air blows in

silence lives in

it's own universe

but communicates

freely between them

coming back took

patience not clocked

knowing silent

moments without words

said is the mark left

on the mind of smiling faces

drifting to sleep

I know places

people want

everything

they wanted

nothing

realizing their love

is a candle that could

be blown out with

one breath blown

ships must sink

fighting to stay afloat

birds all around

clean

they loved

they faught

they left

in the end

on a may day

like the day they met

standing on the same

street corner

rain falling

she could breathe

freely on her own

two years

washes away

with every drop

that falls

accepting what was

truly meant to be

Poems inspired by Ryan Adams' cover album of Taylor Swift's 1989.