slumber

as i wrestle
in my dreams
shake with rage
wake in despair
do the images
fade away slowly
or shine vividly
for me to forget
remembering fear

does twilight
cover my face
as moonbeams
freeze in my
windowsill silently
disappearing as
sunrise welcomes
echoing days
of endless hours
to be awake

as dusk
takes cover
of land before
my own eyes
take their last
glance of stars
shining their end
a subtle demise
for a simple sign
to set in motion
a cycle to repeat
until you shine
one last time

measure

if i took a piece of string,
put it in place,
at our first glance – would you look ahead?

each significant moment,
marked with a red ribbon,
curled with a recollection of our time together.

the breaks of our union,
cut bits and frayed out lines,
some with scorch marks – smoke billowing.

with our rejoining,
knots and promises,
like a band-aid on a deep cut – bleeding through.

the very end,
a sudden halt,
to our very last embrace – a dead-end.

would you look ahead,
to see the future laid out,
the ribbons, cuts and knots?

i fear it’s best,
we live it out,
to learn from our journey – past and present.

let the future be obscured until the end.

gravel

we rode off
along the escarpment
over the railroad tracks
after the crooked turn

the houses
in the rear
shrinking as we ascend
the sky growing ahead

reaching trees
welcome us at the top
as we join
the broken gravel road

tires grumble
stone fling against
dirt and dust fly
storming as we ride

passing by fields
deep ditches
busted mailboxes
animal carcasses

your home on the corner
broken wooden fence
broken down sedan in the driveway
i look over

to the open door

drought

do you still
search the night sky
seek out stars
from ages ago

where do you
find time to cry
those hours spent
wishing to be

how does it
feel to be alone
yet always around
so many close

why does sorrow
feel like second nature
when it’s empathy
that disgusts you

yet it’s you
who finds rainy days
to consolidate anger
before it goes

young and stupid

i stood right there
in your doorway
while he raised his voice
scolded you again
yeah, it raised the hair
along the back of my neck

but i didn’t move
i just looked at the ground
moved my feet
back and forth
you came down the stairs
with tears in your eyes

i wasn’t prepared
to tell you i had to leave
so you held on tight
to the sleeve of my jacket
so hard it started to tear
my eyes locked to you

you kissed my lips
like they would never
feel this good again
i wanted you to come
back home with me
but you stayed there

look how we ended up
far away
in proximity
in relation
but i remember that night
when we held each other close

if i went up those stairs
things might be different now
if i had raised my voice
maybe your eyes would have been dry
if i had grabbed your hand
maybe you would have stayed by my side

but i failed
i ran away
left you there
i was so many things
i just wish i was more
for you that night