The Quiet Path

I dream
some days
of getting lost in the path
along the quiet way home
way past the halfway evergreen
under those forest peekaboos
just to listen to the river as it runs

Journal Entry # 175 – Alone But Inspired By So Much

Without great solitude, no serious work is possible. – Pablo Picasso

Days Gone

Take me to a Spring
where every day was as young as I
and the sun would come winking through the curtains

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Ash To Dust

i look, turn around, and see your face
then, it falls away like dust
like a living dream
not even yours in the first place
so, I keep walking along staring at the ground
trying harder to recall what’s left of the vision I have of you
only time has started to begin to fade the picture
even though my heart has a good memory
the beats are becoming too far between
those flashes no longer able to bring it back to life
no matter how much I love you
soon, i won’t be able to see you anymore
when you’re way out of focus
and completely lost from my heart

Journal Entry # 163 – Free Yourself

The beautiful journey of today can only begin when we learn to let go of yesterday. – Steve Maraboli

Journal Entry # 162 – The Holidays Are Coming!

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. – Edith Sitwell

Just a Monday Moment

Admiring you from afar is like staring at the stars; beautiful to look at, yet too hard to reach.

Bar Keep

When I turned that key, the night was finally over
It wasn’t easy, they threw a few fists
Mad that the ale had dried up

Now, in the calm of being left alone
I would start with the ashes
dumping out another one of those “greatest nights ever”

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