2010

a resolution..
too many seasons have come and gone unnoticed.
enjoy these changing colors
and embrace all of it with me...

hereafter

Could I really be here?

Staring into the hereafter that has replayed itself over and over.

My arms are at a full lengths reach - I want to embrace this moment and hold it.

fast lane

Pushing me forward, like up a stairway

With
_no
_ Balance
__On
____each
____step

Moving forward - Falling forward

Stumbling
____Along the
__________way..

3-leaf Clover

She pointed to the names signed on her shoes, as if I were to know them.
A traveler, collecting flags of the world to add to her walking stick.
Her accent was heavy while telling us tales and stories of her homeland
I began to count the leaves on her many clovers, wondering if her luck had run out.
On the contrary she said, I'm the Mayor of Killarney.

Bells

Her shoes jingled, while the jazz man played.
But this was not done in sequence - as she walked around, and outside the music.
Were the bells to warn people of her presence?
Was it just to gain the attention she wouldn't otherwise have?
Or a way to easily count the steps of a road that she traveled alone?

Seasons

- The whispers of the leaves will grow again . Waiting . .. as the seasons continue to pass us by ..

Stand-still.

Why do we continue to digress away from our innocence? and yet say we become wiser ...
Only to learn from the mistakes we seem to keep making.

Radiant

My aura is the sun - as people radiate towards me... Longing to feel the reflection of my initution that seems to be attracted to the melancholic smiles.

Silence

This is for the words that we've all forgotten, for the words that have escaped us -

And for the words we never learned...

No surprises

If only we could all predict the outcomes - I'm sorry I couldn't ..

Insignificant

I will not write of specifics

But the specification is this -

Stipulations and expectations for everthing

And well... That's just me generalizing.