I wonder if

I wonder if I walk backwards can I rewind to the time and place when the silence was comfortable and not awkward
I wonder if I close my eyes real tight can I see the light that use to burn in your eyes before it dwindled
I wonder if I get the opportunity to hug you again will I be able to take us back to the time and place before you avoided my touch
I wonder if I call you at 2 am like I use to will you answer the phone in anticipation like you did before you started ignoring me
I wonder if I wear those red shoes you loved will you dance with me as if we are the only one in the room like you use to before our dance became extinct
I wonder if we are able to go back to that time and place where the only thing that mattered was you and me
I spend a lot of time wondering if
I also wonder if you wonder

To Too Two

Too often we refuse to say two words
miss you, love you, so sorry, forgive me
Too many times to count
We let the moments go by
two minutes, two hours, two days
and still nothing is said
too you I look to see two caring eyes
they bring me comfort and peace
to hear, to understand, to listen
I am here, just speak
too you I dedicate my poem
to love is an action for which I was born to perform
to deny the truth is too hard on the soul
two days is too long to wait
miss you, love you, so sorry, forgive me

The power of 1

All it took was 1 deity to speak and light was
All it took was 1 act and paradise was lost
All it took was 1 look and a pillar of salt was made
All it took was 1 promise and a nation was birthed
All it took was 1 burning bush and a nation was saved
All it took was 1 rock and a giant fell
All it took was 1 virgin and a savior was birthed
All it took was 1 cross and we can be saved
All it takes is 1 person to pass the good news
All it takes is 1 person to hear
All it takes is 1 person to believe
All it takes is 1

A blue funk gone wrong (Guest Poet)

Before I head out for some fun with my friend B I thought I would leave you with a poem from one of my friends. It’s a little dark but it sheds light to the inner thoughts and feelings of one person. Maybe you can relate. Maybe you had a minute, hour, day or week like this. Don’t let the funk settle in though. Keep on keeping on.

I’m being coxed to the edge of my sanity
By this deep blue funk of funks
It’s deeper that deep
A blue so dark it looks black
I’m being pushed by reality
Shoved by expectations
Taunted by the voices of doubt
I want to free fall into the deep
Plunging to the depths of despair
Drown in my sorrows
Throw me a life line
Before I sink into the depths of darkness

If I could, I would

If I could love you through your heart ache I would
The things that plague you are beyond my natural reach
If I could kiss away your bruises I would
My lips cannot reach your past
If I could hug away the pain I would
But you hold onto it like it’s your lifeline
If I could set you on the road to freedom I would
But you hold the key to the shackles keeping you bound
If I could use my words to lift you up I would
But the weight of your burdens is too much for me to carry
But I will be your friend and I will walk with you ’til the end

Poem by Random Chic (guest poet)

I guess I am feeling the poetry bug tonight. (snap, snap, snap, and snap)

There is freedom in telling you I love you
I refuse to be a prisoner of fear
Shackled by the chains of insecurity
You can’t protect me
Love will not hurt me
What hurts is regret
And desire unfulfilled
Hope unrealized
Dreams not lived
Holding back does not bring satisfaction
It comes when you let what’s natural occur
Loving you is as natural to me as walking and breathing
I was created to love you
If only for a short while

Prison (Guest poet)

Here is an excerpt from a friend’s poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did the first time I read these words. Feel free to offer up some snaps. I did. (I edited the poem to make it G)

I need a lawyer
Someone to save my from this prison
Where I sat in solitude and dream u
I know I deserve this prison cause I played with fire
I was afraid of being burned but didn’t realize this doesn’t burn
Doesn’t dwindle
It just burns inside me
Consuming all the fears and pretention and sensibilities and bs
Til the only thing left is a single pure thought
I want u
I want ur anticipation and ur humor and ur horrible poker face and ur smirking smiles and ur receptiveness and ur hope and ur carefree life and
Ur selflessness and ur loving nurturing and cool attitude
I need a judge to pardon me for finding my muse unintentionally
And I there is no way this punishment fits the crime
I am guilty.
For tempting my mind to believe in soul mates
For igniting the fire that can’t be extinguished with deadlines and vows…