Sweet Nothings – recorded and penned 2014

Sweet Nothings

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I can build air castles on the most gossamer of foundations

Turn a look into a lifetime,

Freeze frame a moment and stretch it into eternity

Where we never grow old, cranky or away from each other

 

I can draw from imagination stores most active

Off the cuff words in passing

Take that phrase spoken in haste

Create the rest of the conversational lifespan in my mind

 

Active, creative minds can be boon or bane

Giving life to things that don’t exist

Overwriting the reality of things as they are

Constantly writing a story that lives only in one head

 

I will swallow you whole, savoring every taste of you

But, is the flavor on my tongue your real taste?

Or… is it a confection I created from

Only the fleeting aroma of your presence

 

And when I stop, and step out of my imagination

Hot, harsh reality blares its eyes at me

Then rolls them, and sighs

Sweet nothings – that is all they were, in the end.

 

~SMK

Inspiration: A doppelganger affair in my head.

Lost in Spaces – penned 2014

Lost In Spaces

 

Do you ever get lost in spaces

Between yesterday and tomorrow

‘Twixt past and present?

 

Here and now, seems

Blended, framed like a bridge

Moving forward and backward at once

 

That thought I thought

Is now past and these words

Are now history

 

Once done, behind

Reach back to engage through

Memory only

 

Living happens in the spaces.

~SMK

Inspiration: Memory walks and current thoughts.

Un Chance – penned 2014

Un Chance

‘Ignore them’ she mouths silently…

Those little pains that settle around the heart, like arthritis in joints
Creaking a little when we try to stretch our heart towards something new
Something lighter and different than the past presented us

Ambivalence sets in like a sea fog, clearly we see for a moment
Then possibilities are obscured again by mists of former things
And we find ourselves straining for that clarity again

Voices of our own concoction whisper, oft positive for a fleeting moment
Swallowed up again by self-doubts and remembered pain
Off we skitter like tide-revealed fiddler crabs in retreat to our little holes

A soaring hawk captures our vision, Ah! to ride the currents with such grace and lack of fear
We ponder that freedom in the air beneath our feet
And stretch a bit more than comfortable in a brave moment

Always these choices remain ours, if we but embrace them
Soar or scurry away back to what is safe and sound and empty
Or trust in ourselves and others once again

‘Reach out’ she mouths silently…

~SMK

Inspiration: A road trip back to TN in the winter; the snow, the crisp air, the beauty there, time with friends.  I always heal a little more each time I return to nature – even when I’m not aware that I’m in need of such.