Monday, July 25, 2011

losing grip

now i'm moving too fast
i can't leave everything behind
everything about my past
that i've lost and cannot find
racing past the people and things that i used to know
sentiments lost
how fast can i go?
how can i slow down?
stop time
even for a minute
to look around and realize
what i've forgotten in it
over it
through it
but i can't look back
not now
gaining momentum
i don't know how
pausing--not an option
the only choice is
moving faster
and trying to grip hold of past
and future
hopes and dreams left to die
i need to save
their lives
i must get a grip
no choice but to try

anniversary

one year, "many a day"
365 days to be exact
of sometimes blogging
of sometimes
not
"happy birthday" you could say
maybe
maybe
not
or maybe "hey. that's some pretty cool stuff"
maybe
maybe
not
what if only people had birthdays
no pet birthdays or
blog
birthdays
no marriage birthdays
or dog birthdays
just humans
people
with intimate feelings
expressions of self or
not
but blogs are expressive
animals too
a dog's brow
a blog's story
thanks for listening
to this one

impact

you open a card
the smile's infectious
knowing someone
was thinking about
you
only you, a special friend
more than friend
an acquaintance even
someone they remember
you made
an impact
and they made
an impact
on you

ink

fountain pen
any pen
awaits ideas
scrolled on a page
so many trapped
within the ink
the glistening surface promises
glory
fame
because it alone
will discover what was hidden
within the ink