Association

This poem was created from a fantastic day of texting word associations back and forth with a dear friend of mine.  The words are listed at the top with the poem created from the words below.  Thank you for the inspiration jm :)

Cloud, Lavender, Breeze, Ease, Trees, Swing, Free, Surrender, Release, Receive, Believe, Commit, Fear, Time, Mind, Find, Strength, Wisdom, Truth, Exposed, Vulnerable, Silence, Death, Peace, Friends, Home

clouds of broken promises

fill my skies

mimicking the tears

that fill my eyes

laves of lavender scents

swim with ease

like a cool breeze between my joints

bending and breaking like branches

of trees 

just to make a point

to swing free

truly free in what we’ll call

this tree of life

it will take far more than surrender….

release…

it takes surrendering the release

of all that you give and receive…

of all that you believe

to be free

to the core

through so much more

than how you appear

you must submit

commit

take the time

and face the fear

free your mind

before you find

strength that is born through the wisdom

through the years

seek the truth

inside you

demand the hidden become exposed

become vulnerable

become sincere

silence and solitude through mind

body

and soul

can create life from death

peace from war

a circle of love

in the form of friends

the very place…

if lucky enough….

you will call home

in the end

 

Taken in Vain

This one is a bit heavy...just needed to write it :)

I wanna transform every single word

in every last poem I write

into the same

vain

filled daggers you used

to finish off my broken

and bleeding heart with

and so I start with

the sullen, the somber, the mundane

spirit that captured my heart

and then bound it in chains

the same

repetitious and vicious

domain

that worked my very last nerve

while working it’s way through my veins

giving birth to the addict

that now shakes and twitches

with the very utterance of your voice

and the very call of your name

I wanna use my lines to make clear

to every hopeful heart

bearing and open mind and an open ear

of what you left behind

every promising smile

the remnants and reality of a hopeless tear

one upon the other

endlessly flowing into your ocean of fear

leaving the only hope for survival

the grip around the life vest

found strapped around my tight chest

strangling the metaphoric representation of how you kept your distance

while keeping me near

only to be found

drowned

at the bottom

in your ocean

of my tears

I wanna make it clear

clear as the charcoal gray

answers you used to spew

when I would ask you

“are you still in love with me”

“were you ever in love with me?”

i wanna make your stomach flutter

in the same way that her words stuttered

falling from her mouth

trying to find some excuse 

to cover up the truth

just long enough

for my heart and mind to call a truce

letting the thought once again run loose that

yeah….she’s still in love with me

and I have no idea what in the world

she could have possibly used

as content

to make me believe such nonsense

that in an instant could turn my defense

to offense...

but shit if it didn’t work…

thats how my heart would describe

the breakdown

of the pain now

how the hollow need

to have another believe

that the deepest love

she claimed to live

to give

and receive

was really nothing more

than the unresolved issues

of broken promises

broken bones

and a broken past

a gift wrapped heart

assembly required

turning true love into a task

a lengthy list built to outlast

the semantics

hopeless romantics

harbor to hold any hopes

of actually making love last

shit happened fast

yet feels like years upon my weak

and weary spirit

while time

reminds

me to feel it

sit and listen

and really hear it

as it works to rebuild, repair

and regain

a renewed vision of love

wiped clean

of the love

that was taken in vain

In Order

in the order its all supposed to happen

we take stock of the life that’s been dealt

the past, the present and the future

the hearts we’ve broken

and the ones we’ve felt

in order to make our way

pave our path

and stake our claim

we make sense of the puzzle pieces that once fit

rework the outcome

regroup and reclaim

in the same

order, yet different

this time with more focus,

direction, intent

we rework and reorder our lives

aligning ourselves to the natural order of life

rather than defining it by

one

single

event

in order for such transformation

to take time

to take place

no single life alone

can find the finish line to this race

in fact many lives are necessary to join in

to set the pace

to remind us all

there is no finish line,

only the order

that our journey

must take

and its true that journey is ours

and ours alone

many lives can only support

and help guide the way

but trust when I say

the support of unconditional love

light the streets along the journey

in order to feel like its worth it

to keep fighting every second

of every day

and sometimes, in order to make sense of it all

simple minds create labels,

fables

and trends

when in the end

any order is disorder that’s all

without the love and support of your friends

and perhaps it’s a simple mind

that let these simple words

fall all over these pages
unravel and unfurl

but I can assure you

there is nothing simple in the order

of the ways these friends

saved the life

of this

one

simple

girl