an existentialist kid trapped in an adult's body
I was away. Gone for nearly four months trekking around Europe and then picking up pieces of my life in Canada these past couple months. It’s good to be home. And still, I will always have a wandering eye for the foreign mystique. I have learned some things, things I believed to be true and... Continue Reading →
Last night I slept with lovers, Between Zagreb and Split we laid down. Words stayed in our mouths, Heat from bodies trespassed. From my side I offered little; I had none to give. Feeling a strange need that would not dissolve, Unmoving and yet pity they shed. Through his frail back I felt her frailty... Continue Reading →
I apologize for being stuck in poetry...it is the most natural literary form for me at this time. A thousand miles away, Though fresh your impression stays. I spent the better half of my day dreaming awake, A guilty morning for innocence sake. That night I was forgetting my virtues, You carried them back to... Continue Reading →
Chastise if you must, But she is living. Carry on as you will, With your existing. To stay the same is a shame. We were made to explore. True explorations do not require you leave your door, Only beckon you reckon for more. Pay attention when you look at her, Her skin so significant. You... Continue Reading →
A decade ago I held you tenderly in my arms, I read you simple stories and you dreamed. A few years ago I took off your training wheels and let you fall, I played road hockey with you and I easily won. A few months ago I was taller than you, I still burped louder... Continue Reading →
Can you tell I'm struggling to keep up with National Poetry Writing Month or what? (I wrote 2 today because I missed yesterday).. May god bless you, For the way you awaken my mind, For the rise you put in my heart, For the warmth you deliver to my lips, For the way you change... Continue Reading →
Bare oak branches stretch out to the sky like veins, They trickle out as I imagine blood would. It is 6:42 in the evening and innocence still lingers. Something moved far off in the distance. A squirrel I fathom, And in practice of curiousness I see, It is the old bandit, A raccoon stares back... Continue Reading →
Because it NaPoWriMo! (National Poetry Writing Month) Its a funny place to be, Young but able, undecided and free. Hands still soft and supple, Child's fingers still visible. And as long as she refrains from decision, She identifies with fallacy; infinitely young. Minor burns on her forearm and the odd remnant of a gash, She... Continue Reading →
Like a partridge in a pear tree, You are a beauty that proves fruitful. Like a gypsy in the streets, You know where you're going, even when you don't. Like a tulip, You know how to break through the cold. Like the last speck of paint on a Dali canvas, You strangely complete a scene.... Continue Reading →
I love your silly face, Your overwhelming borderline violent affection, Our old game of family room chase, And the layer of hair on my clothes. I love your blue eye, I love your brown eye. I didn't choose you because of your eyes, They just visualize your spectrum of awesome. And my, oh my, Awesome... Continue Reading →
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