The Dynamics of Groove

time logged

seconds on the clock keep on ticking becoming the minutes on my side becoming the hours in my bones in my soul seconds tick down the seemingly unmanageable minutes logged in and counted time i store up time i collect days are contained in my body weeks, months, and years every time i say yes…

protective barrier

can’t get me when i have my protective layer on arrows just bounce off dirty looks make you do backflips elbow at the air all you want i’m about 3 inches to the left of you you will always miss me i used to be scared now it’s just annoying boring like the expected inevitable …

resting on a cloud

warmth multiplying into heat comfort and softness like resting on a cloud like sitting as an angel as a bird as a spirit high above looking down resting falling into buoyancy and eyes droop and sinking down while being held up wrapped in gentle ease

we see beyond

i look out and see beyond the horizon i lift my head up to face myself face the world facing with clarity uncompromised honest about where i’m at i see now i see me i am not the villian i thought i was and neither is the person before me neither is the landscape…

the beauty in darkness

in darkness there is wonder you should never be afraid when the sun goes down because we are never alone we have the sky that fills our minds with conplex thoughts imagination rebirth happens in this space this is a place of quiet of respite of care it has the promise of a beautiful dawn…

the light within her hands

in her cupped hands closed yet through each line in between fingers warmth the light shining through making her hands appear as if glowing red slowly she opens her hands revealing the light inside and it is a gift from somewhere so mysterious you could say far off it is a gift she’s given us…

angels

there are some beings they are higher spirits walking among us they are angels and you don’t know it they have no wings but they glow their essence shines brightly they make people laugh and smile they put people at ease we are sometimes angels whether we know it or not tonight i thank all…

the brilliance of the sun

early morning greet the sun i see your twinkling rays smiling down move across the sky i move too like a bird in flight circles in the air i make pictures from clouds warmth and gentleness from the sun glows within my heart the door has opened for a brilliant day

one day one night

one day the stars looked down on you and gently kissed your lips it was like watching a pond filled with water where drops from rain all the sudden dropped and rippled out to the banks where water meets earth one night when all the animals slept so peacefully i could hear you walking it…

scent of rain

sweet and heady and full water filling in space until the surfaces the indentations and grooves all the cracks and crags are filled to the brim scent after rain is gentle it lingers and moves in a way that only it can do mixed with dirt and wind that has died down mixed with plants…