Entry 3. ‘Tawe’s Fountain in Spring’

Wrote this on 3/12/2012, sitting around campus.  It’s hard to connect with all the people you would like to.

In space, you are so near,
Yet in mind, you couldn’t be more far.
Your voice wanders in ear,
Yet your words cannot escape the jar
Whose walls are so crystal clear,
Yet whose lid is tightly sealed with tar.
And then you leave, I fear
Then replaced by one with beauty on par.

I sit here on such a pristine March day,
In the openness of a field of enclosures,
Forced to see all of the beauty around.
Allowed to look upon, but never say —
In a world of wishes without exposures;
In a world of hoping for a chance —
without ever making a sound.

http://voices.yahoo.com/tawes-fountain-spring-11305334.html?cat=2

Entry 2. ‘Origins’

Wrote this a couple of weeks ago, and wasn’t sure if it was ready to be deemed as finished.  For now, I think it is.

The Earth is woken by the Sun,
My mind is woken by the Earth.
A man is woken by his purpose,
My purpose is yet to be of worth.

I wonder if when Jupiter passes Saturn,
They both stop and wonder why,
If they could only stop from passing,
They could be more than passer-bys.

Like my Parents at a time were,
Before they were a Man and a Wife.
They were, too, some strangers,
And then their Love gave me Life.

The forces that had stood between them,
Were that of armies and their sword.
And though battles are won with weapons,
Stranger’s hearts are won with words.

http://voices.yahoo.com/origins-11305282.html?cat=2

Entry 1. Untitled.

I wrote this back in 2007, and really just think its fitting to post this one first.  Wow is this old.  Here is the link to the original place I published it:

http://voices.yahoo.com/love-memories-8314861.html?cat=42

Untitled

As I stagger to my feet,
I see the shadows on the floor.
Suddenly I feel so incomplete,
As I feel the breeze of the open door.

I look around, You’re not here.
I try to let go, I shed a tear
I never thought I’d see the day,
When You got up, and walked away.

As I sit here, all I see,
Ghosts of Us floating by.
All of the memories, too hard to watch.
Yet one of which caught my eye.

It was Us…
It was Love I know.
We shared a kiss,
I watched it grow.

But none of this seems real,
All of these memories,
This whole ordeal.

I feel the rain pouring down,
But I look to the sky,
I see not a cloud.

But I can’t stay here,
Now I know I must go,
But deep down in my heart,
I want You to follow…

But Love is a two-player game,
And if You give up,
It’s just not the same.

I hope You know
Exactly what You threw away,
It was something Real,
Nothing You see everyday.

But there is nothing I can do,
I have to let You see,
The one You are meant to be with,
Is Me.