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Home, At Last.

August 23, 2014  6:48 PM

Jumping the broom;
Entering a new segment.
Lifting my mind, body, and soul across the current threshold.
Leaving all my worries, doubts, and pain behind,
Putting my solicitous meager heart on the line.
Forgetting all the consequences that may come my merry way,
Still needing to say, “Where is my place in this illustrious World?”
Can I please just take a minute to hurl?
Stopping to take a second to reflect on the World;
And thanking the ones who brought me through the whirlwind.
Who stopped my head from continuously spinning
And put a halt to my inner madness.
I am glad the sunshine appeared through my darkness
And washed the rain away from my pale eyes.
To scatter the pain into the deep blue thin air
And watch as the rainbow shine in the midst of my silhouette shadow.
To feel the cool sea breeze brush against my winter face
I can feel my surrounding oasis embrace;
Tugging and hugging and reeling me in.
I love this feeling;
I adore this feeling.
I will abide by this feeling;
This sentiment is equivalent to home.
I am home, at last.

On The Edge

July 12, 2014  10:15 PM

I am standing on the edge;
Please, stand back
And watch me fall;
To the depths of my psychotic soul.
To find the frantic place that sells the key
To unlock my inner hidden peace.

Although it seems to be ten feet too far away,
Stay away;
If you come any closer,
I will take a step closer to the ledge;
Which will take me to the hedge
To protect me from the ones
Who stole the joy from my prosperous soul.

Let the shrubs grow around me
And swallow me hole;
So I can become bold
And rise from the mold
To enter my hold in the clouds.
Let me stay in the clouds
And remain in the clouds
To yell my pain to the clouds.

While I am high in the sky,
I want to say a jocular goodbye
To the petty lies
Which lies below
The depths of my psychotic soul.

Beware, I must be alone;
I do not need your phone to call home;
I must go alone.

Stay away;
If you come any closer
I will jump
To my future home
Waiting for me below.

Even up here I am standing on the edge;
Please, stand back
And watch me fall,
Three thousand feet to catch my call.
I pledged my soul
To be with the ones
Who lost their battle to the treason

And found their inner reason
To say “Au Revior” this fair season.

As I approach the edge,
Getting closer to jump off the ledge,
Stand with me
And help me burn the hedge;
Rise with me above the stems
That are pulling me closer to the edge.

The Drops

June 11,2014 11:40pm

Teardrops falling o so swiftly upon my uneven skin. Bouncing back into the day-breaking sun being rejected by the rays it makes laugh to hear it say,

“You o so kind one kindred and tenderhearted do not belong here find another place to bury yourself to call a home.”

Wait…it’s not a teardrop for some odd reason I must have mistaken the lonely drop to be someone’s pit tear but perhaps it is just  a mellow raindrop releasing the built up anger stored in the mid-days cloud.

“Release me,” it screams.

“No,” the sky bellows. You belong in my with me until I feel and know it is the right time for you to go. No need to ruin someone’s day let the sun shine just a little bit will ya?

The raindrop had no response but to just stick in the cloud and watch the ants below swim in their glory.