Please kiss me, I said
Craving her want, elusive desire
Just once please, regretful nots
Loan of certainty, interest included
My credit is flawless, trust needed
Your searching for reasons, to turn

To second guesses you're in-debted
Musing the records spent
Twice to never fool
But oranges, apples, a mess of nuts
Sifting the pages, money lost
Stolen, more to say

On this cool night, Sad moon
Half empty, pessimism learned,
From spilled milks past
I understood

Inky cloud, view clotted
For a moment we sat there
The most beautiful of voids
Reflections bowed, Memories,
Collapsed, kiss was given
In the absence, ambiguous

a moment of time,
a glance, just enough light,
a thought
a breath exhanged,
                              between two,
is there reason
is this right
a doubt
a day rearranged,
                            who knew?
so close to perfection
so choose a direction
so lose yourself
so much to lose,
                          all in the passion for poetry,
add words,
out loud sounds,
go for the prose,
rhymes, found reason up above,
add movement and it becomes sublime,

don't let it end
don't make it end,
hold on, go beyond the status quo,
let go of the present state of affairs,

in debt to life,
in debted to my wife,
in *******, not free,
what is it that cages me,

the walls, I built
the stalling, the years
it is appalling, all under fear

                                              of failure.
don't be shy
annunciate,
give life a try,
read out loud,
to yourself or the crowd,
climb the mountainous ampitheatre,
is that fear, the smell or some other fetor,
how does a relationship resemble barbed wire?

walk in the forest, among the tall trees, the moss is
soft as you fall to your knees, humbled by what?, Child,
they will find you, you are not lost,
they will find you at all costs, you may not know
where in life you are, where you fit, what is you purpose
this is it,
write, write, write
draw ink it is the blood that pours out
taking poison with it like rain down a downspout,
you are not in the gutter
that is for the utter guise, who mock while copying
your imperfections
that make you human,
some have given you up,
some have written you off,
some have written down,
                                         but they did not expect
                                           to find such marrow in
                                             those bones,
                                               such beautiful bones,
                                                 no one owns but you,
                                                     so write down to the bones
                                                         use that marrow for ink,
                                                            ­ stand in the shadows of
                                                              ­   the giants you fear,
                                                           ­          in a voice that trembles
                                                        ­               with emotions, sound the
                                                             ­              words that roll like thunder
use words like swords and weigh them
with your muscled tongue,
and those who listen, those who read
will get your meaning...and sorrow that
they did not write with
                              passion, fire, touch, taste,
there is no down, your words are kindling
to start the pyre,
that will cremate the self you left behind.
Phoenix Rise!
To Write.



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