Tuesday, April 27, 2010

A Midsummers Momment

Throwing my flip flops to the side i sat on the swing and dug my toes into the dirt beneath my feet.
i pushed back as far as i could get, swinging back and forth i remembered the days when swinging on the swings meant long conversations.
It was where important decisions were made, and friendships renewed.
It was the reconnection with nature as your legs tried touching the trees,the breeze tickled your face, and the sunshine danced around your shoulders.
It was there that Rainbows were watched after long rain showers, making the smiles creep slowly on your face.
Where when you were overwhelmed it was just easy to swing it all away.
Where screams echoed on who could jump the furthest.
where you believed that swinging high enough maybe you could touch the clouds.
It was on the swings that i started my summer.


Monday, April 5, 2010

“We change, whether we like it or not” ~RWE

drenched drowning suffocation
holding it in
unable to any longer
confusion distress asphyxiation
breathing as if on a Crucifixion
the pain extends beyond comprehension
a wildfire through the heart
a battlefield, oh where to start
endings are only the beginnings
as we fall
we reach for those to pick us up
amid the rubble
within the sands
perils of time
leaving behind traces
some here, others there
standing up
dusting off
the shreds of glass
we stand, smile, and
gladly embrace the