There was
Only a sliver
Of a membrane
Exposing flesh to a
Brutal environment, with perseverance
The membrane hardened
To become the most
Exquisite
Shell
Tag poetry
Days of my Life
A calendar adorned
My bedroom wall
And across the surface
I scribbled with the writing of a
Child
School days and dances
Sports and friends
Driving lessons and kisses
Life and love
The cartoon characters
Kept me company
The pictures made me
Smile
Bound pages held
Strong and sure
But still
I removed the calendar
Scribbled with writing
The days of my life
My moments
And threw the pages
Away
Calendar
Grains of sand
Trickle through the timer
Standing guard
Against a ticking clock
I cross another day
Off my life’s calendar
Sunlight
For every time
I wish I could be someone else
I allow the rays of sun
To kiss my skin
Fruits of Grace
The roots of our love
Took hold
And slowly it anchored
Our life
Threw good and bad
And up and down
And everything in between
Over time
Our love grew into a tree
Bearing fruits of grace
Infinity
A billion stars flicker at night
Surrounded by infinity
I have to believe
In hope
Raw Wound
I scratch my skin
And it starts to bleed
A raw wound
Waiting for time
To heal
No Escape
A gray fog hangs over me
I try to run
I try to hide
I try to escape
But the faster I go
The blacker the cloud becomes
Anxiety Shadows
Today I am running away from
My anxiety
The black shadow that threatens to
Eat my alive and
Eat me whole
And so I hide in the confines of my
Heart fearing my mind and its
Relentless attacks
A crazy kind of crazy
The crazy thing about
Falling in love
Is how crazy it makes you feel
Like the world is a Ferris wheel
Overlooking the most majestic of
Worlds and you are on the top
Only you and your other
And there is no one else
Or nothing besides
