Nylon Rope

Above my head Like a clever joke Hanging limply Was a nylon rope Out the window Like a bird set free My hope had flown And abandoned me Out of the blue Like a miracle Advice you gave Was empirical I heard your words “Friend, please stay alive” Then tied that noose Around my mind…

Treading Water

Life is an ever expanding body of water Everyone is treading to keep afloat Some sink themselves with the baggage they tied to their ankles After gasping so long for hope Many are stripped of their chances to see how long they can swim By unforeseeable waves and creatures lurking in the deep Others continue…

I came out today

I came out today Peeked my head from the closet Where I hung my doubts Like warm winter coats Worn when the world seemed cold, then I stepped out today Faced the frigid air Without any protection And then closed the door The sting of the wind Subsided and Spring sprung when I came out…

Courage to sail

Every morning I roll from my bed And face life like planting my feet on the shores of an ocean It is vast and mysterious Calling me to venture out and explore Yet I stay here with my toes in the sand Watching the daylight rise and fall into the horizon Though I dare to…

Wildfire

Wildfire, wildfire My, how you’ve spread From thawing my heart To burning my head You moved so quickly I failed to see You were slowly Consuming me First a small flame Only to keep warm But you spread through my forest And I’m praying for storms To douse the ashes With pouring rain Put out…

Outside the box

I was told once that we are all born into boxes Each decorated to distract To the point of not even noticing we are in them It was hard to believe at first Until I began to see cracks in the corners Accepting the possibility, I stepped out for the first time Took a look…

Dear Friend

Dear friend From time to time Like this starry night Your name still runs across my mind Though we have not spoken in what feels like forever I often daydream about us in the future Sitting at some old table with black coffee As bitter as the stories we’ll share of our hardships With years…

Spaces in my bookshelf

There’s spaces in my bookshelf Where your novels used to be I read each one a thousand times But kept them all pristine Never wrote in your margins Or marked my favourite lines Never altered any pages Like the way you did mine Now there’s spaces in my bookshelf Because maybe that’s what you need…

Forget to lock the door

Wrap your arms around me We’ll sleep tangled through the night When your dreams turn cold and dark Hold me closer, hold me tight While we construct our bridges Let us build them out of stone So if one day they do burn They’ll never truly be gone And if the dreaded day does come…