The Magic Door.

It creaks.
It groans.
Worn with
Time and love.
It hangs
There. Neither
Open or shut.
Balancing in
The air.
Begging for
Someone to
Set their
Foor inside.
Take off
On a magical
Ride. Where
The sun shines
And the wind
Whispers
“won’t you be mine..”
Too late to
Look back
The door is
Gone. Wild and
Free you start
To run. Joy
Fills the air
As your laughter
Meets my ear.
Eyes are begging
Wishing.
Pleading.
Stay on this
Ride. Keep my
Heart
Beating.
Further we
Run before
Time beats
Us. Sun
Grows dim
As the
Darkness
Meets us. No
Waning given
The door is
Slammed.
The magic ends.
The handle I
Jiggle. The
Door I pound.
Locked forever.
The key cannot
Be found. The
Stars they come.
The moon is
Bright but these
Tears bring rain
To this chilly
Night. Curled on
The doorstep
My head shall
Lay. Waiting for
My magic door
To open once
More.

Shells

Pocket full of shells.

That Sally didn't

sell me.

Pocket full of shells

I found on a

different type of

seashore.

I walked your shore

feet stuck in the sand.

Not sure what I was

looking for to meet your

demand. Picked up

your broken shells

put them in my

pocket. they sit in

my fingers. All your

broken shells

they sit in my jar.

Never very far. All

the broken shells

together form a beauty.

Sally could never sell

me these shells of

you. The jagged

seashore I'd walk once

more to find

your beauty and

keep your shells in my

 jar.

Walls.

The grayness gets stirred
mixing to perfection
all these thoughts
turn to deflection.

It's poured. It sets.
Quickly drying
a force it becomes
as the frame falls away.

Four walls left standing
in the middle of this place.
People wander around.
No one guards this place.

Rocks are thrown.
Graffiti marks the walls.
Chunks fall away.
But these sturdy walls remain.

For years the crowd stays
surrounding all four sides
never knowing what
was on the inside.

All the while the observer
saw these things take place.
Turning away in shame and pain
she hid her solemn face.

For years she watched
the crowd never left.
From her view she watched
the walls grow higher.

She wasn't much of a climber
but she knew what lay inside
those walls. Fighting through
the crowd she made her way up.

Once inside the sight was a wreck.
She cleaned the site with all her might
and slowly tore down each graffiti-ed
wall.

Empty Lungs

Every minute is that of an hour

That the air is gone from my lungs.

Mustered heaves only push to half full,

Just enough for one short breath

Before all my energy and all my body

Musters once more.

Shoulders rise and shoulders fall

While my body remains handicap.

My chest burns while my lungs scream

And beg for air.

Just for one deep breath

They plead with no other care.

I struggle with all my might

Put up my strongest fight

While lungs remain empty

All throughout the night.

Lord stop all this

chatter.

Take away all that doesn't

matter.

Take and lead my

heart.

Push me. Pull me. 

Let the rest fall

apart.

always with you.

quickly, she steals away, into the night.
footsteps light.
your voice to hear. your hug to feel.
needed to heal.


down the dark hall, your face in my grasp.
freedom at last.
voices are a whisper in these stolen moments.
golden moments.


my eyes never fall away from you.
beauty true.
your arms around me...i'm not alone.
finally home.


not wanting to push our luck, i creep to the door.
missing you more.
the moon is high as my heart.
hate to be apart.


stolen moments keep me going.
love flowing.
always fast. always true. my heart
always with you.

Time Is Gone.

time. 

is gone.

like dust from

my tracks.

like sand through

my fingers.

like darkness in

the cracks.

like shadows that

still linger.

writers block

as the clock

ticks

tocks

to a miserable

countdown.

poor ending to this

chapter.

no one ever lives

happily ever after.

so much on the

inside.

yelling, fighting myself to

hide.

keeping words locked

away.

live to see another

day.

all day long

locked in this hole.

its growing dark.

i'm feeling cold.

i wanted to be around

for your last hours

spent in this town.

alone i lay and watch

the sun go down.

this day so far from

what i planned.

promised i'd be the

strong one...

this day just wasn't

what i counted on.

all the wrong emotions

flowing in my heart.

stirring like the ocean.

jealousy rages

while i fight its stages.

best friend is

my title. but i'm

the only one not

having you at the end.

misconstrued i know.

to stoop so low.

these are my honest

feelings. i let show.

anger. rejection.

pride. hurt.

emotions begging

to come out.

*sigh*

swallow hard

promise is

a promise.

told you the

strong one i

would be.

time

is not gone.

time is ahead.

past is gone.