Tag: poetry

Fast Lanes

Is my soul

Just clay from this earth

Destined

To birth and die

In the valley

Between these two

Mountains of doubt

Feels like I’m dying

You know I can’t get there on my own

What have I ever really known ….

——

Hollowed out

These fast lanes

These changes

These seasons of winter

These years

——

Don’t bring me down

F-

Don’t bring me down

F-

Don’t bring me down—

—–

Talk to me in tongues

Speak to my soul

Bring me back

——

It starts in her eyes

She heals me

Just by sharing the room

——

All of these years —–

All of these miles—-

All of these—-

Stars in my throat

Layers of doubt

Don’t say a word

You already know

You already know

Beagle in the city #261

Ethan: ….Because I know you don’t actually like pickles that’s why.

Francis: Ok… ahem, in a world, where I don’t care.

Simon: Lets get sandwiches!

Francis: Hey look, the pizza man…

Ethan: I’m NOT giving you pizza…I don’t want to clean that up…

Francis: But it’s my treasures…

Ethan: Far from it.

Simon: I want a sandwich but with extra sandwich…

Supernova

Not really talked a lot

Since you’ve been gone

But you’ve been gone

And you were there

You were there

—-

All of those jazz dances

In the kitchen

Like we were the hit parade

We’d finally made it

The captain of the ship

In outer space

But what is space

Just another slice out of the pie

In this lonely day

Whatever is left after the parade

—–

Now who’s going to sing you

every song

Because every song

Is secretly your favorite song

And tell how special

You are

Because you’re special

You’re a supernova

—-

So I hope someone tells you

All the secrets

And

All the things you want to hear

Like, I hope we stay young

—–

Running through Saturday traffic,

You were there,

now

Like a supernova,

all I’m left with is this black hole

Where you’ve gone away

Away

Away

—

Not really talked a lot

Since you’ve been gone

But you’ve been gone

And you were there

You were there

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Beagle in the City 259

Simon: Hey dad! So, I’ve decided to change my name to Cinnamon…

Ethan: Oh God, no.

Simon: Francis said it was a good name! Like a superhero!

Ethan: I can’t let you change your name to Cinnamon…

Simon: Why?

Ethan: Because it’s a, because, because some people are allergic to Cinnamon and you’re four. But I KNOW A CAT WHO’S GOING TO THE VA!

Ghost

Oh but can’t we be stewards

Of the love we make

Of the earth we inherit

The shadows of the war we make within ourselves

Is cast across this land

Like the shadows from the bombs

And planes ….

—-

Be gentle with yourself

I hope you know, it’s alright

We can’t go back

It’s alright

The earth recovers

Changed

Scarred

But it becomes something new

There in the morning

—–

It starts in her eyes

Her skin

The words we share

And it ends

Somewhere

I imagine

At the end of the earth

—-

And it’s alright

She lifts me up

In the morning

And reminds me

These are merely shadows

From the past

And they too pass over

And then

The morning…

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Chasing Yesterday

Shine a light out

Into the darkness

Bring some hope

For our time

——-

Lights in the sky

I want to believe

Show me what we lost on the ground

——-

Hang in there love

You’re not out of battery

They said we could be the change

you and I

The

Pendulum swings

Cracking both sides

Now

All and all

fallen angel

We make the progress

In the end

But is that enough to ease our mind

Is that enough to help us sleep at night

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All of these things we’ve been chasing

When it feels like

We’ve been drifting

——

Shine a light out in the darkness

Be the change you thought we left behind

reach a hand out

To ease our troubled minds