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April 8th.

At long last,
I can breathe.
Fill my lungs
with hope
with exuberance
with fresh optimism
Enough of
the incessant reminders
No more
of her suffocating grief
I exhale
only contentment
Breathe only
a sigh of relief

At long last,
I can think.
Open my mind
for creativity
for revelation
for honest expression
Free from
the condescending paralysis
Away from
her sickening superiority
I speak volumes
only for myself
Think clearly
as sole authority

A long last,
I can look.
Cast my glance
to tomorrow
to possibilities

to cloudless horizons
See beyond
the judgemental glare
See past
her irrational ways
I focus
only to the future
Look forward
to my everydays


At long last,

I can breathe.

At long last,
I can think.

At long last,
I see.

At long last…
just be


 

 

Glass


      GlassIMG_20150514_155248[1]

Sun through glass
filtered by tree
Silent and still
awakening me
Lift up my eyes
morning anew
Curtains left open
enhancing the view

IMG_20150514_152956[1]Half-empty glass
poured for me
Pills and capsules
numbering three
Medicinal relief
no other way
Medicinal haze
engulfing my day

Water like glassIMG_20150514_153257[1]
shadowed by trees
Calm and complacent
awaiting the breeze
Breath of fresh air
comes out to play
Rippled tranquility
enlivening the bay


Half-full glassIMG_20150514_163720[1]

poured for me
Brother and friend
patient makes three
Medicinal release
freedom and fun
Prescription fulfilled
envisioning the sun

Awakening

Awakening
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Perpetually incapable
of sleeping in
Yet entirely content
for the day to begin
My muse and I
Both wide awake
With tea, with coffee
With the sound of the lake

Off to her work
Me, to my pen
Equal parts solitude
and together again
Alone with my thoughts
Joined by my ease
A limitless view
The sound of the breeze

Between work and living
The grind or the gain
Managing my potential
Lessening my pain
Relief from the scalpel
A new home on the bay
Endless possibilities
A brand new day

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Impending deadlines
Urgency that can wait
Time, of the essence
Tomorrow, too late
Adrenalin fed future
My opportunity knocks
Like a rush of creativity
Like the waves on the rocks

Changes are in order
Where and how I live
Untapped opportunity
All that I can give
Expecting my best
 Wanting even more
Reaching for happiness
 The waves to the shore

Between work and living
Less pressure, less pain
More of these moments
 Everything to gain
Endless possibilities
I am wide awake
A much better man
A new life on the lake
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Veil

Veil

Ice recedes from the shoreline
Exposing sand and rockIMG_20150421_113714[1]
Shallow depths revealed
In the absence of the dock
It is nature’s progression

As natural as can be
Without the obstruction
Clear, for all to see

Unveiling the spring
The sun’s annual task
Shedding its icy skin
Removing winter’s mask

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So much can be missed
By concealing what is real
Be emotionally available
Revealing how you feel
Like a curtain slightly open
A door, partially closed
A layer of obstruction
 
Your self, unexposed

Veiled from the truth
Seldom taken to task
 Pull away the pretense
Take off your mask

The sun patiently waits
Dependant on the breezeIMG_20140921_105649[1]
Clouds riding the wind
Inhibiting what it sees
Wanting to see the world
Staring down from the blue
An unobstructed look
The warmth of the view

An unveiled perspective
All the sun can ask
Truly down-to-earth
Life beyond the mask

IMG_20150421_114113[1]It reaches for your limits
Looking to take hold
Never shy or unassuming
Persistent, and bold
Shoulders to fingertips
Stabbing, jabbing its way
Obstructed by this agony
A pall on another day

Veiled in this existence
Relief inside the flask
The potion of the pills
The substance of your mask

An unobstructed glimpse
Not too much to ask
Removing your veil
An unenviable task

                                                                                                                       Find it in yourself
                                                                                                                        Life without the

mask

                                                                                                                                                 

Void

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Void

Just cut it off now, please.
Solder it closed and
let me be.

The void has to be better
than putting up with
this.
Day after day after day
after day.

Relieve me of this pain, please.
Throw it in the trash and
let me be.

A pulse of constant excruciation
emanating from inside
me.
Night after night after night
after night.

Sooth me with your blade, please.
End this nightmare and
let me be.

Take away this awful reality
because it won’t be
missed.
Day and night and night
and day.

My mind seeks solace
in this daydream.
My body seeks an escape
from this nightmare.

Freedom in the void.

Let me be.

Please.
.

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