Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Shattered Glass


I had a dream last night that we were friends. best friends.
That you knew my middle name and I knew yours.
We talked and hung out late.
When It got dark we went outside for a walk.
In my dream we toke film photographs,
of the stars and passing cars.


Never have I had a dream that felt so real,
 I could smell the autumn trees and the scent of a campfire,
It was like I knew you my whole life,
You were happy and so was I
You told me all about your day
 and it felt good to just talk.
To just sit in the grass and just not care about anything, 

but you.


I stared at you for along time,
and then you said,

"Someday w.."

A bell rang through the air and you broke like glass
and that's when I knew you were a dream.
I stared at my bedroom ceiling for what felt like an hour.

It was nice to pretend that we were real.

Monday, April 29, 2013

Geometric Minds

The Perfect Dream - art work by Lance Hewison
"You were always drawing the lines,
Why can't we just make up our minds?
I know I was never your favorite shape,
 Maybe Its time to escape?

My elbows don't bend the way they should,
I would change that if I could.
Teal triangle skies
Would you love me?
Purple square eyes,
Would you love me? 
Can take a peak inside,
that Geometric mind?

Trying to find out whats behind,
that geometric mind.

Trying to find out whats behind,
that geometric mind.

I thinks about time,
tell me whats on your mind."




Night Walks

 The warm air is back.
Its about time I go for a Night Walk,
To put in my headphones and lay in the field,
Its nice to relax and just think.

 I've missed the smell of nature,
It feels like it been years, two years to be exact.
 Its like I've been away from home for a very long time
The water in the creek isn't flowing yet

Sometimes I go to the park and talk out loud
to god.
I talk and and then I pause.
...

I don't talk to god a lot,
but when I do we talk for awhile.
we are pretty good pals.
Its been awhile.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Isolated and Destroyed, Vice Versa

Then came Tuesday, and you were gone.
"It could be worse. No it couldn't."

Saturday Morning Cartoons
Missed the Bus




Six Words

Van

Do you remember how it was?
When we would ride our bikes,
How the grass was still wet,
How your tires lost their grip,
Remember, you had scraped your knees,
and I softly rubbed them better
The sun glistened in your eyes,
I will never forget your smile.

Van

Do you remember our river dam?
The big one in the park?
Remember the water was so cold,
We found that half buried wheelbarrow,
That we used to carry rocks,
We would spend all day building,
We would walk home at sunset
With dirt stains in our shorts.

Shara


Remember when we would go camping?
And would stare at the stars,
They were so bright up there,
A sound rippled through the air,
I swear the trees had whispered,
A whisper so faint and quiet,  
So quiet only I could hear,
Six sad words through my ear,

"please, don't grow up to fast"

Molly


Janie
Shara