Inside this crazy acid denim destiny I painted all my dreams on pavement And skinned up both my knees Threads hanging from skies of gold Tangled up like ornamental knots Weave brows to bone I cannot tweeze And I weep into liturgical vessels Wondering how I will ever keep Those who have become my trestle…
Because we all have our walls! I crash so hard into all your walls Breaking bones as your voice calls Racing to find you my heart stalls Searching rooms dark and small Constantly stopping in every hall Yelling over furniture far too tall Under beds and tables I crawl Just know… I will find a…
Rain pounded down outside Vibrating off window panes Resetting the cadence of time Our hearts were stepping to Fingers sat tangled in my hair As whispering breath lingered Around curves we’d laid bare Distant thunder beat its chest As our souls exchanged light Two lives connected and directed Like moths fighting to feel fire Some things don’t require…
Her heart the masterpiece on display As they fidget and fondle and weigh Too busy determining her value The depths to which she will sway It was Adam the first time around She wasn’t worth his sacred ground Cavorting with thieves and harlots She found simplicity to be profound Too many smiles litter the floor…
Is it? So hard to believe Your voice Sounds like a song Floating on notes I never want to end Is it? So hard to believe I watch the sun set So I can see you Painting the night With racing comets And faraway stars Is it? So hard to believe That your breath Stills…
Earth dropped away from feet long gone No more structure or truth to rely on I knocked on the doors of a million stars Begging them to let me in To light my path, give me a place to begin But then the stars fell away into a dark sea And tidal waves of gravity…
I could feel myself Getting tangled up Mind wandering Exploring aimless The possibilities Of a new life Escaping reality To look for you I avert my eyes From the truth Relying instead On an imagined World rotating Endlessly Inside my head ~Hastywords 01/20/14
It’s a bit hard for me to believe I have been doing this for three years. This blog is just a glimpse of who I am, where I have been, and what I am becoming. Thank you to all of you who have stuck with me over the years, encouraged me, and friended me.
If we are lucky we find someone who can not only weather our storm but helps us survive them There is an impending storm Bitten lips bleed from refrain Sighs escape building a form Rigid hips can barely maintain Please don’t let me blow away Inside old historical nonsense Anchor me inside your sway Be…
She not only has a world winning smile, a voice that purrs, or eyes that brighten the darkest of days but it’s her heart I embrace. It’s the way her heart shows all over her face and in the way her tears beckon you to look for her when she is stuck inside the battles…
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