the red brick wall…

the red brick wall

is covered in stories, holding the heat of 1000 nations,
imbibed with something
extraordinarily

stationed…as
we bear witness to a

façade that cracks,
and crumbles,
as each piece
of story
falls,

and
tumbles…

picked up by passersby, as they journey behind time,
washing themselves in the riddle of
human
kind

leaving their fingerprints upon the surface, adding
their stories to the
collectivity

it is
their
purpose

molding their hearts together, while adding one more
story

to love’s, ever-burning, furnace…


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#poetry, #collective, #connection, #heart, #humanity, #life, #love, #poem, #purpose, #shared, #stories

a love so thick

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the rising sun
reminds me,
of the
collective setting,
as we
cast our nets

lest we
forget,
the love
we never met…

reflecting upon
the dream,
I’m reminded
of you,
as roots belong to trees,
you, and me,
are one behind the breeze

of a love

filled
with such fervor,
it’s hard to
remember
the temperature
in the room
the day we met
between
the covers, spent

blanketed

in a love
so thick,
it fills the room
with a life of its own

and,
we swoon

recognizing
the futility
of trying
to capture
its essence
in purity

instead,
we simply
agree

to
just be

with
each other,
like we’ll
never have
another night
to spend together,
forever loving…


#poetry, #emotion, #life, #love, #nature, #passion, #poem, #reminiscence, #shared, #together

from my heart, through my fingers

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you come to me
in dreams,
as I wrangle
with my feelings,
and the rocks in my heart,
pull at me one by one…

tales lived,
woven with liquid
dreams, as we continue
to share
ourselves
and seal the seams

with

a love
so rare,
it’s hard
to explain
the affair

yet,

I’m beckoned
again, and again,
to write
what comes up

feeling

like
the mysteries
are ready to jump

straight

from
my heart,
through
my fingers, and
onto
the page
you’re already reading…


#poetry, #contemplation, #dreams, #emotions, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #mystery, #poems, #shared

we’ll always share

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weeds feed
my dreams, in a
cavalcade of screams,
while the
majesty in-between, is
just as it seems

rocking back,
and forth
on the porch,
sitting, and
staring at the dead, it dreams

like another reality
altogether, as
birds fly back,
and forth, mirroring
my actions,
without
the necessary transcendence

of being…

felt, not felt,
smothering
like a fleece blanket
on top of
the history
we’ve shared together

recalled,
less enthralled,
I walk towards you
with love in my
heart, stopped,
attracted, less
retracted,
without a stare,
only ever a deeply felt care,
we’ll always share


#poetry, #care, #connection, #dreams, #emotion, #humanity, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #shared, #transcendence