Erasing and Rebuilding

Erasing masks leaves faces exposed
Lips moving tell stories untold.

Ignoring the gut
The heart opened up
Longing for the visage to be true.

The pencil stencils emotions in the mind
Uncloaking the disguises.

Erasing faces
Erasing egos
Erasing title of scapegoat
Or fair-weather friend.
Redrawing relationships
With reflections of love and acceptance.
The architect of friendship is finished with her demolition.
Let the new ground-breaking begin.

Apology Flowers Fade

Beauty arranged professionally
Purchased with remorse
Up and down days settle
Until the petals detach

You stumble through the door
With an explanation on your lips
I turn and look at the dying petals
And wonder

Apology flowers fade
Like your promises
To understand

The Motion of E

Emotion: the motion of "E"
What is "e"?
What is in motion?
Lately it is the rapid misfiring of synapses causing
sadness to drench my cheeks,
jealousy to shackle me to self-pity,
anger to burn my skin from the inside out.

Laughter's tickle is too gentle these days
At times it tugs at my pant leg.
Shadowed by melanchol"E"
I do not appreciate the moment.
In the night's silence, I lay down in a bed of regret.

The motion of feelings swirl around
Ravaging stability.
"E" is a paradox
With determination to live in positivity.
To accomplish such a life
I delve deep into the stacks of other's ideas, suggestions, perceptions.

I am not lost I have realized
I just have an inconsistent grasp of the wheel,
So the motion of "E" moves fast, slow, stalls, crashes.
Frustration is loud,
Pedestrians feel the thump as me and "E" drive by.
It is rare these days that someone asks for a ride.
Who can blame them,
The vibe of "E" is discomforting.

So emotion can be defined as the motion of "E".
"E" is abstract
I have come to believe,
Which allows for change in motion and gravity.
While tragedy may have put my "E" in a frenzy,
Effort and time, I am certain, will convert its energy.

Tragedy's Thievery

Walking on tiptoes
Balancing on the beam
Tragedy rumbles below
Such a prediction is unseen.

Moving left to right like a pendulum
Diligent in staying upright
A somersault here
A back flip there
Hoping to avoid the aftershock:
But the flashbacks still come.

My mind's eye is open
Then it is closed
Blinking rapidly as if in REM sleep
At times stuck in between:
These night terrors must cease.

Tragedy shook my beam
Landing hard
I seem to not remember my routine.

Dreams shaken and stirred
Unsweetened and tart
No amount of liquid can induce
A new route back.
I am unsure if I know how to climb back up?
To discover my rhythm
My dance, my song?

Tragedy is the culprit
But what recourse do I have?
This is a solo mission,
No one knows
No one understands.
The journey lies deep within
Not even I can conceive
Of an end to tragedy's thievery.

Eyes are Fortune Tellers

Eyes are fortune tellers
Can you read mine?
I always avoid yours
But not this time.
What I see is sweet simplicity,
But the stars do not align,
Prohibiting me from my moment of sublime.
Oh, how I get lost in those eyes.
It takes me days to erase this reading from my mind.

Remembrances

Remembrances of the past

Fade and disappear

Some remain so bright

They could have happened today

But when they no longer occur

Something has seriously changed

No step will 

Ever 

Be 

The same.

Existence altered

What does this mean?

Carpe Diem or isolation

Are these what remain,

As the only means to continue

Onward while wrestling pain?

To continue onward

While wrestling pain.

Oh, remembrances of the past

Fade and disappear

But some remain so bright

That I am able to hear

I am able to hear.

Haze

The  sun will come out again someday

Erasing the haze;

For now we’ll just have to endure the pain

Of losing out on memories.

It’s a shame the nature of existence,

We are circling the maze

Weaving in and out until we embrace

Moments and days,

People and life,

In a new way.

Burning through the clouds  

The sun forces a chance

To illuminate our minds.

Ah yes, the sun will come out again someday.

The wind delivers this truth,

And we continue to live even when caught in the haze.