Drifting on,
Through the sea of dreams,
The foggy world.
Lost in places,
And odd spaces,
Unknown to kin.
And all throughout,
Thoughts of wordless meanings.
All while safely tucked,
Into bed.
Category: Poetry
Another Week
Another week has come to be,
In the strangeness,
Of it’s wills,
Or the wills of others.
Rest upon our point in time,
And hold us to it’s meaning.
The Sleeping
Seeds
The seeds I planted,
Today,
May mean nothing,
Today,
Or the next,
Or even ever.
But they may yet,
Grow,
To be the most important thing.
Light and Chaos
Crashing
Did I say too much?
Did I say too much,
Did I say too little,
Did I say anything at all?
I can’t remember,
Through the smoke of chaos,
And all these lives that have been lost.
Time and Space
Time and space,
Bend and weave,
What does it mean?
Change comes,
Inevitability,
As we move,
Through space,
On Earth.
Change is here,
To Stay.
Dreaming of a Thousand Worlds
Dreaming of a thousand worlds,
Worlds better than this one.
So with my words,
I bring just a bit of those worlds home,
For you to see.
It’s Blood
The lake is ablaze,
And you stand there,
Asking…
“What was the fuel?”
But deep down,
You have to know…
You have to know…
It’s blood.
