#reconceived

Clarity

Untainted joy

A sweet breeze to carry me away

A cool breeze to remind me its fall

The perfect lighting and angle of the earth to make me warm inside

To fall asleep with my eyes closed and my mind wide open to rest

To get all my thoughts and write them down

A bright moon

A bright moon on a late fall afternoon

Orange and yellow waves of leaves above my head and sinking into my feet

The hot smell of cinnamon

Sprinkles of vanilla in the air

Compassion

New touch

Perfect pictures

Fun in a glass

The ease of the liquid

The ease of freedom

What I could say but won’t

Powerful negotiations

Appeased smiles and hearts

Harsh touches

Push & pull, pull, pull...

To be closer

To be so far away and spring back together

Long car rides through new roads

Familiar roads to home

All the homes left in time

Easy nights

Tireless mornings

Fear in a sealed box

The key to love

To be an open book with my open book

Well-versed intentions

Inverse propositions

Destiny

Destiny realized

An alluring fairytale

given me a mercy

even having tried to dominate it reigns

time tells me i’m not yet where i need to be

but that it will get me there

i believe in a destiny so bound

my wrong turns ail me,

bruise and pull until i see straight

as if i should feel the shame by only glimpsing another possibility

there’s a wrongness to this trust,

one that soothes my choices

but also makes them fear

not for what it will do,

dropped you, fall in deep.

don’t belittle me,

i have you on my mind,

bound so sweet.

i have you here,

immersed in this darkness

where blinding light has never had you

muse, you taunt me,

i’ve learned to hold my own.

you want to slither back

i can play like that.

what a ruse,

i got you right back.

you’ve returned me,

unjustly, alluringly yours

i’ve been shaken by your gaze

stare me down

down

down;

rearrange me inside out.

pray me, play me

because i falter not with you.

you parade these games,

i lose.

what difference have i made

if i manifest you once more.

i go nowhere and

only for you.

kind you, sweet you, capture you

stay with me as you are,

show me foot paths blockaded and redirected.

am i taking the wrong steps or

my words, i forgot

you couldn't be my craft.

the poetry in that person,

but so is my longing.

where one would go,

the other was suppoosed to follow.

but now i'm at a full stop -

closed one fist, put the other behind my back.

safe keeping.

open palms out

lost both pebbles down the way.

Hanging off balance?

A cherry on your cheek.

A pebble for your thoughts.

Wipe away the shine,

and pack on all the soot.

These beaming balanced knots are

faltering all along.

Your eyes are hanging high

and watching inches away.

The things that focus clearly

are blurring and astray.

These hearts are all hung up

and my mouth is falling down.

What could be this balance

that’s hanging off the ground?

My fingers don’t match up

And my words are well to do

Could this be a reckoning?

Surely,