the beginning of the endIdeas circulate and yearn to be drawn out
And yet I sit still in front of
all the blank
begging to be filled in
Trying to stop time
My body both electric and chilled
Challenging are these beginnings
Impatient, they ask for their endings
But endings smash the illusion
Of the adventure
And all the magic it took
The journey
A blink
The more I think
Fear of endings
Fear to begin
Perhaps that is silly
Even in stillness
Time listens to no one
the infinite blankness
is still filling in
The beginning has ended
And the journey begins



silenceOne day as the world squashed itself in
I shouted “Silence”
and finally walls began to thin
A great expanse around me
No need to hold myself in
I was indeed surrounded by silence
I could feel the silence grow within
But in the silence
my ears searched for a sound
Some proof of life
that I was safe and still physically around
silence (2)The silence was too much
Its quiet too immense
It held me too close
I felt a need to resist
It didn’t seem real
I didn’t seem to exist
My mind in the silence
Thoughts anxiously humming
Its phantom droning vibrato
Alerting me to keep moving
For the seemingly peaceful silence
Is not always soothing
silence (3)So I shouted out “Hello”
hoping to receive an answer back
“I am here” echoed a reply
I cannot argue with that fact
So I pinched and prodded
allowing circulation to push through
With each breath a loud celebration
chanting “I will continue”
For to truly appreciate the silence
I must not let my voice surrender to it too

Soda Pop Sunset Reverie

soda (2)

My eyes drinking in these final Summer skies
Leaves awash in golden bubbles
Tropical Champagne Cola lullabies
My heart leaps
but my eyes sting
Life is Bittersweet
Autumn around the corner
Another year will soon be complete

Shadows begin to grow longer
My thoughts they wander farther
and I begin to reminisce
about seemingly simpler times
to when I was younger
A crisp apple dollar
bought me a bottle of bubbly soda
in a bright psychedelic color
of late Summer sunset skies

Its fantastical taste on the tongue
a fragrant Polaroid locked in space and time
To which these sunsets mirror
Within these magical moments
Childhood lives on forever abstract