#12
Do the ceilings have answers?
i look ever so often...
Heavenward and so forth
If they do they come in morphing hieroglyphs
As grasp-less as clouds
They say to look inwards
But within me
All i see
Is a sea of confusion
#13
in this moment
lost in the darkness
of my own heartache
And insecurities
lost without your fingers
intertwined with mine
i try to look westward
Knowing well that it solves nothing
Yet
it's nothing a but another step
but its a step following the light
and a step towards that horizon is a never waste
#14
Satiety in the Golden forest beams
Light refracted through the pines
Illuminating the cedars
My toes sift through the soft soil,
the odd stones giving biting tones that
only give the afternoon more balance,
Theres more joy feeling the moss
Theres more joy after being distracted from the joy
And I breath deep
And I hear nothing
And I think,
Well,
Of course I only think if you
#15
Sometimes i feel like a mouse in a library
Living under towering volumes
Dwarfed in ways i can't begin to fathom
i bolt and i zag
And hide from the knowledge
Because if i think too long on the infinite upon the shelves
i’d be crushed,
and its enough just to survive
#16 (For Hera…may you rest, we we’re lucky to know you)
This is what it looked like
The moment you passed
Your sunset didn't feel as beautiful
Even though it was…
Too caught up in myself
And my missing
Too lost in my loss
Your absence unforgiving
I tried not to love
I tried not to attach
But you broke through
And i loved you
Too quick you left us
i'll never forget your greetings
How you answered the door
Goodnight and goodbye my sweet one,
This sunset was yours.
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-Mr Write