at.a.standstill.

fluttering fast in place
trapped in a transfer
this way too weary
mysterious madness

perhaps it’s not so
the elusive elephant
believing blunders

feet on fire
the tank of terror
shifts and shutters
there’s no way out

day1.writing

now i’m here
not there

big sky blue
floating nomadic clouds

clattering cacophony
just across the street

love comes with me
pacified and packed

just like that it was
only it wasn’t
unintended shadow it was
reflective rain rushing
new and unopened
every sound sung
yet, he continued to cleave

poet’s note: it’s always exciting to participate in poetry month.. napowrimo.. day one.. so good so far.. the poem.. everyday it’s life and death..

it’s not like before
i’m running faster now
it’s not a saunter
nor a stroll
i’m running a sweet 10K

a dream telling story
opening and closing doors
white winged secrets fly
a feather i possess

awakened i wander
remembering the run
through a thick forest

on my way
to there

being here, i’m there

it’s a journey
without end
finding flowers along the way
is the plus