Sympatico

It's storming
inside
outside
rain falling
like hard won tears
beating a rhythm
like a lover's heart
seeping into the slits
of my tired spirit
and I yearn
for lightening
in my life
a flash of light
a hint
a dance
to the thunder
pounding
in my soul

He, who is quiet
humble among those who are not
softly he moves
caring
wanting to heal
himself
others

He is full of self-doubt
questioning his
goodness
rightness
humility
calling it false

but it is not -
he is a good man
confused by his own demons
as they crawl upon his back

He will make things better
for those who have no clue
he cares
quietly
as the salt dries upon his cheek
for all he cannot do -

You can’t save

the ones that don’t want saving

Life raft floating

Inches from her face

The pull of the undertow

Much too powerful to take

And she cries

Out into the darkness

Seeking no advice

Praying for release

Going deeper into the blue

Wanting no more

Floating away

Into the blackness of space

 

You cannot

Save

Them all

i dont have time for you
words
words stuck in my throat
choking my thoughts
choked by my rush
to complete
fulfill
those duties
left hanging
at the end of the day
yet
you linger there
waiting to be written
longing to flow
as always
you have
been a part of me
ink in my blood

but
i do not have time for you
words
go away
linger somewhere else
out of my mind
my sight

my therapy will have to wait