Poetry Pages

ripped through that direction which pulled us into a thousand parts leaving us confused in those backward days laid in the past where one couldn't tell which way to go disheveled in those wayward ways yes.. scratching their head as life sometimes says to most it's up to you but we have no clue

those days of youth where you'd find a cool creek to swim in or wade catching minnows, frogs, toads, crayfish and a multitude of other creatures that lived in the area slapping mosquitoes, deerfly and horseflies that always seemed to bite when least expected but that's life in the thick of it but so...

reaching past the echoes of my mind

where life pulsates

like a beating heart

I hear it so clearly

beat by beat

that rush within

searing in time

yet it holds a promise

consecrated

within this universe

listen...

can you hear what I can?

funny how life can take one on a path unexpected but its the twists and turns within the undiscovered that sometimes make one smile revealing things you don't know about yourself but surprise... they are there yes it seems at times the blind is leading the blind but that's how life goes no one said ...

life is but a river that flows within this universe it cuts through to the cosmos making its own way rushing at time in its rapids other times flowing within a set pace where it moves is anyone's guess it simply finds its own way sometimes finding those deltas that reaches wide giving life as it tou...

looking out in the rain finding that springtime smile knowing what I see in those eyes somehow it finds a certain something can't explain it but I know when I see it that specialness which touches deep within a completion that reaches within the heart and finds a certain satisfaction a glow within m...

reaching for those memories lost never regained yet somehow I miss my old friend somehow I didn't listen when you needed me most answers lost in the wind you were reaching and I was gone why? that I can't answer I feel my own regrets those ghosts of the past that I can't retract and emptiness fills ...

celebrating life as it is with all its flaws as raw as they are but they don't matter only life itself reaching into those echoes that define us in all its colors and differences that somehow make one bleed yet the lessons are well worth it we look in those mirrors that remind us of what we've been ...

stepping into those moments of time where memories arise that simply make one smile finding that journey one foot in front of each other completing dreams long sought yet knowing that there's more ahead all one had to do is see it and have the vision within your heart' within that mention continue o...

reaching past those memories revealed in the crossroads that we travel serenaded in the winds of time where in the horizon that dawn whispers within the simplicities forgetting the chaos that surrounds one those complexities that arise in complicated times arrived when least expected yet find certai...

touching past those consequences

that yesterday revealed

in plain sight

yet was ignored

on the precise

of certain promises

made in the ignorance

by the fool on the hill

lessons repeated

within a sequence of time

until learned

and so the day continues

here I am thinking about happy accidents and you come into my life neither of us expected what's to come yet here we are the smile on my face is simply apparent and my heart is content your eyes touch me in places that I never thought imaginable your arms find a way to complete me my soul is yours i...

caves echo

within the darkness

wherein then evocation

touches beyond that blindness

humid currents

lost within the breeze

and yet in the silence

beauty finds that voice

oblivious in the element

those reasons that somehow drives us nuts in those days that somehow don't really matter in the days ahead shattered memories where we hear themselves touch on recollections that make one wince and yet something finds a way to make one smile when they least expect it it's funny what one remembers

reaching through that past

where the blue of the sky

reveals something hidden

exactly what

who can tell?

it doesn't really matter

those perceptions

that leave one

blowing in the wind

where decisions should be made

but never are

but sometimes

that's life for ya