This is a weekly recurring series featuring five poems all written within the same calendar year. They capture a sense of what my life and mind were like at a certain age and show the evolution of my life, mind, and writing style. This is 2004. I was 26 years old. I had met one of the most important people and was in the midst of an important relationship in my life. It highly affects my writing.
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27
And now I've reached the mountain top, standing where you stood.
I'm looking down, through all the clouds, wondering if I should.
Hands were meant to create, not swerve in a ditch off the interstate,
too bad nobody applied the break, it was 27 feet down into the lake.
And now I've reached the bottom, heartaches and regrets,
damn right I've got them.
Bubbles to take my words away, the only ones who hear what I say,
let runaway minds begin.
A mind needs sunshine to grow, not chemicals making you forget your way home, too bad I was left all alone, it was 27 cc's and the sadness was gone.
And now I've seen the mountain top, the thinning air, the ten-mile drop.
The world was shaking, so glad it stopped,
my legs were numb from being tossed.
Love is here to save, not send you on a fast train to the grave,
so glad it found me before I went under the waves, it only took 27 years to find happiness.
I'm letting go, of you tonight, my friend, my hero.
You changed my path more than you'll ever know, but I found a new hero to carry me home.
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The Reason Why He Is Here
Shadows everywhere, she sees the light under the bathroom door.
The bed is cold and empty, he’s staring in the mirror, what is he searching for?
She asks him how he feels, why he’s here alone and stands with him to be near.
He couldn’t sleep, the dreams cut too deep, he’s up looking for the reason why he is here.
The books have no answers, prayers just tie your tongue, he ends where awareness begins. Lives pass each day, what has he to offer? She looks into his eyes gently caressing his skin. Her happiness comes from him, they give strength to each other, and her kiss makes everything clear. He may get lost, or down and feel stuck, but through it all she shines. She is the reason why he is here.
Her love is like the moon pulling his heart to her,
fear is gone, and he can let go.
He stares into the mirror, at her reflection beside his, he can rest his eyes now because he knows. Lights go down, darkness and no sound, he holds her close to breathe in the air she gives. He sees her beauty long after he can see nothing, he’s sleeping in peace because he’s found the reason why he is here.
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Wherever You Are Is Home
You can roam the earth, and sail across the sea, but wherever you are is home to me. We could live among the mountains or clogged city streets, you and you alone are all that I will need. We could stay on the run, from one place to another, never would I need to stop as long as we have each other.
I had a dream of beach sand and palm trees, a hammock swaying in the breeze, and a gentle kiss from you to me. It was so real because it can be, just open our eyes and let our minds go free. All I want and all I need is in you, you’re all I see. You can hide in the forest, I will find you among the trees, wherever you are standing now, that is home to me. Wherever you are my angel, tonight, tomorrow, in the moments and instants we haven’t dreamed of yet. Wherever you lay your head, my baby, that is home to me.
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Maybe
Maybe I can hold your hand.
Maybe I can understand.
Maybe you're the one who completes me.
Maybe all alone is where I deserve to be.
Maybe I knew you were right all along.
Maybe my love can not be contained in a song.
Maybe I can reopen the door that's been closed.
Maybe I can stop and listen to your words.
Maybe I'm afraid, maybe I just never say.
Maybe you're the reason I'm alive every day.
Maybe I'm so sorry, no maybe's, that's the truth.
Baby everything means nothing if I am without you.
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