Advice to My Daughter

Be it ancient or new

Choose your flag well

Unfurrow it upon high

Ride it among the breezes

Believe in every tale it spins

Never waste time on yesterday

The future is your domain

Second thoughts are chains

Doubts clips spread eagle wings

Think of hope, adventure, and dreams

Embraces grow bright futures

As long as breath passes, live

Dance upon clouds in moonlight

Never clock watch for midnight

Fill your tapestries with yourself

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The New Way

I flailed at resolutions

Yesterday changes not for tomorrow

We invent the future to be better

We ignore those former days

As they reveal where we want to be

I’m much more concerned now

To change in the name of change

Truly divine waking experience

Creating an illusion of chance

That’s where delusion moves in

But yet here we jump off the cliffs

I resolve to be what you want

Never, not really, why would I?

So pardon my self indulgence

I resolve to laugh at the notion

I was the same mess yesterday

New year’s offers calendars

Upon we wrote the new way

The ink fades quickly to oblivion

Yet again flailing those resolutions

Disdain for the Light

Light kills the soul

We are not what we seem

Only in darkness we relax

Fences fall, personality drifts

I become myself amongst y’all

Tensions subside, smiles curl

My words tell truths your ears know

Edgy in the daylight, comfy now

Why we hide ourselves unknown?

Coyote traits to fool myself

Is rejection such an issue for me

You never know where my heart lies

I’ll assure every feeling to get my way

My safety is in the deep shadows

No sterile sunshine to gloss over

No empty promises of perfection

The night is for wonton ways

Silk escapes of what should be

I love the night for the freedom

I disdain the light for bleakness.

The Edge, my old friend

I step from the edge

Maybe it left me behind

Impulses were heartbeats

Chances flapped like wings

Ashes of Icarus, my memories

Bruises, postcards from edge

Fathers chargin, wore as crown

Now the soul tires at the view

Thoughts make fences before me

Fear, my perfect stranger sits beside

His sister worry reaches for me

Her warm hug masks cold touch

My younger shadow warns me

My hearing has diminished somehow

Maybe I never had it at all

My eyes still long for a view

My heart wishes for random beat

The edge still calls out to me

It takes even longer to go back

The flights of fancy just mental

Deep inside, my old friend knows

We are not what we used to be

To each other, at least.

Eyes of Green

Dreams feed the mind

Fantasy nurtures the heart

Trapped by pools of green

Release reluctantly by blinks

Catch me watching you

Strange feelings well within

Obsession is terrible addiction

Scratching inaccessible itches

Hope breaths desperation

But curves raise the pulse

Dreams still feeding mind

Fantasy starving the heart

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Distant Shores

Do you hear me calling?

Waves seem desperate for contact

My message has no bottle

Rudderless lies adrift like a raft

I know it’ll get through

Blind faith is my temple

Time my worn thin amulet

I have bound these feelings

Silver threads called expectations

I tell my shadow of the day coming

He laughs at the notion

But I have seen the other side

Beheld in the finest dream

Your face kissed by the Sun

Upon these distant Shores

Disappearing

Fading memories

That’s where we lived

Loss only counts in ones

Lingering is all hope does

It toys with belief

It ignores possibilities

Somehow we end up here

No-one did anything to get here

Which is how everything happens

A ghost of yesterday

Disappearing into tomorrow

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Infected

A bead of sweat

A pulse just a bit raised

I hide my symptoms

The look over the shoulder

The constant feeling of missing

I can not shake them

My eyes rip apart scenery

I’m searching but unaware

My condition grows dire

My heart now beats fast

The sweat draws friends

Still I can not see it

How you infected me

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Tending Your Fires

I have watched you burn the house

Your fire cursing more than darkness

Living in fantasy can corrode the soul

Particularly when they aren’t yours

Even worse when they are orphans

We can not hold the whole world

Nor make the Sun bend to us alone

Sharing is the breath of nature

Purpose of hope is to feed the being

Not a bug meant to be smashed

Right is not a birthright or measure

The world has been grey shades

Light and darkness playing together

Aggression is poison we drink

Hostility, sulfurous smoke choking us

Envy, blinding oneself with wants

Burning down my world means zilch

Yours is still empty and ice filled

SGrab your lighter, your bills of need

As the flames get higher and higher

what about you do you ever see

Or still curse your darkness

Photo Challenge #213 – Stuck in the Mud

Nicolas-Bruno

– Nicolas Bruno

Desmond began to feel that sinking feeling. Audrey seemed more distance, like she had turned her back on their future. Their conversations seemed to have an unseen hand waiting to cut in at any time.

“Are you listening? There’s a reason it feels like I’m a big fish in a little pond.” Audrey’s words plunge into silence.

“Dear, there will always be times we feel out of place.” Desmond reels himself into conversation. “Too many times the troubles get all the attention. It would be a good time for us to get away.”

“You know I always felt being on a beach would be where I would bloom. But I always seem to be going off the deep end.” Audrey pauses waiting for a reaction. She stares at her phone awaiting the next line.