standing too close to the edge

dangling –

here –

mere inches from release,

terrified to lose control!

pondering –

the forward,

and reverse –

confused,

unsure…

what if i take the step –

will my footing hold?

the edge is much too close,

and i am yet afraid…

that nothing will replace

the insignificance i have become,

and i’ll fall –

headlong –

into less than –

something.

un-missed,

a stone thrown in the pond –

so small –

no sound,

no tell-tale –

ripples!

into this desolation

 

solitude –

precursor to loneliness.

disassociation of self –

from soul.

plunged head first –

into this desolation…

where do you turn to find

acceptance –

what price – the need?

compassion comes,

but not without cost.

smiles –

transparent,

masking pain –

unrealized.

abandon –

cruel nemesis to faith,

prevails –

hurt sustains!

hiding behind the …

my feelings –

alien to you as much as – secure is to timid,

shatter like shards of glass against your narcissistic walls…

how awesome,

it must be –

being  you;

how – required!

pompous as an apostrophe –

owning possession,

and the power to unite –

yet completely – unaffected!

and while you dangle effortless,

unencumbered –

I remain tied to the weight of my own culpability.

necessary,

you are –

more than any imagined ownership.

for without you,

meaning is lost;

and I become irrelevant as a useless preposition –

alone  –  without the companion of my most reluctant ,

yet oh so necessary –

object…

Sonnet #1: What I Have Found In You

My friend – you touch me deeper than the sun,

And every smile you smile fills up my soul!

With you it matters not what I have done,

For all my dreams you’ve taken and made whole!

Before your touch my life was closing fast,

But then you came and opened up the door.

Now all my insecurities have passed,

I’ve found with you a life and so much more!

You’ve brought the sun and rolled the clouds away,

And I can see new hopes and dreams ahead.

I’ll never wonder what to do or say,

Because with you all thanks can go unsaid!

 

If I had one small gift to give to you –

     To find in me – what I have found in you!

after thought

 

shackled by the awesomeness of you –

i stand in shadow –

waiting for the lightening crash,

the thunder roll,

the storm – inevitable – to pass…

there is no – just because –

with you,

no almost –

no doubt!

you oh so effortlessly over-fill the cup,

sweep the refuse from the waste

of – nearly –

aside.

walk right up to indecision –

unafraid –

un-denied!

if i could have one wish –

one dream come true –

to be as much as even half of you –

to run through fields of confidence,

toss chaos to the wind,

open – with purpose –

the pages of life –

release the doubt,

the fear of – not enough!

for just one day –

to be the – axis,

not merely the passenger –

the reason,

no longer – just the after thought…

unbecoming

 

wanting more than less –

needing more than have –

i find my life in shadow,

standing still…

consumed by doubt –

entombed within the walls of disbelief –

i feel the madness creep

into my living,

forcing me to contemplate my fate.

do i seek refuge here

in dying’s harbor?

commit to nothing –

become un-done?

how simple then,

the letting go –

no need –

for need,

no longing –

to belong…

so sweet the peace that

must come with the passing.

so great the un-weight,

un-encumbered –

un-entwined –

the soul,

aged captive –

finally free…

narcissistic you…

 

pensive –

hypocritically – contrite –

you stand alone,

a bastion of solitude in a sea of outstretched hands…

demure in your self-proclaimed in-culpability.

astonishingly – obtuse.

devoid of even a trace of empathy,

i watch as you bask in your

self-righteous piety –

seemingly unaware of the absurdity –

oblivious of your own flagrant nonentity!

this amazing life

this moment –

borrowed,

short –

precious…

it hangs on – briefly;

a breath held in anticipation –

skipped beat of a heart –

first babies cry…

awesome – don’t you think –

this journey called life?

it seems so many times –

we get caught up in the – want –

involved in expectation;

preoccupied with – when –

so much that we miss out on the – now…

my – is –

this – moment;

all i need,

and all i’m guaranteed –

you may choose another agenda –

fill your days,

your – moments –

with – what if…

but -i,

i choose – acceptance,

gratitude,

appreciation –

each breath –

each moment –

sweet gift of life –

amazing!

clutter

the place we sometimes journey to –

is much too dark to stay,

too far away for words,

more deep than sound –

profound as black on white,

or even still,

the very absence of light…

attempting once again to feel,

we dive head first into the –

nothing,

to somehow feel the splash –

of something…

as delicate as if,

more frail than why –

the sanity we seek to find,

evasive –

hides behind the clouds,

that clutter the skyline of our mind!

so softly the summer rain falls

my is –

interrupted –

fades into the vastness of was.

replaced,

perhaps,

be it ever so briefly,

by yet another is…

 

when yesterday was today,

surreptitiously culled from could be,

to become,

you and that version-of-the-day me,

did interact.

now I find your is – no more.

and realizing my inability to continue my journey with you,

into your was,

makes me pause…

 

how apropos – on such a day as this;

Hummingbirds and Seraphim!

and as your you ascends from the tomb of could not,

the universe itself is moved to tears –

so softly the summer rain falls…