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All In Flight [Poem]

I can’t help
But look away
And turn completely
After looking directly
At light so bright

I can’t help
But bounce back
And stumble clumsily
After two-stepping into beauty
That radiates depth in spite

Even as I fight
I’m just not ready
To soul gaze with infinity
To rhythmically move
Open my heart
And forget the better in sight

Until I lock into you
It takes everything I’ve got
I bear the brightness
Withstand the inner storm
Your forcefield now a black hole
We couldn’t have been more tight

I’m captivated later
By the image of dancing feet
Nothing I felt up there
Existed down here
Where all seemed equal
Just one interrelated energy

—All in flight.


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

Handlebars [Poem]

You let go of your handlebars
As if to relinquish control
back to the universe

You stretched your arms
Straightened your spine
Softened your shoulders
And let your body free

Your arms waved in rhythm
Your head rocked side to side
Your face relaxed completely
And nothing else mattered

Not the pain of peddling
Not the hundreds of eyes
Not the torturous sight of inclines
…None of what filled my mind

And you—in but a snapshot moment
Took on a higher form
Embodied a radiance via surrender
That the grind in me couldn’t understand

Until I tried it—until I surrendered
And remembered what it was like—
Yes, remembered once again
How to actually live in the here.


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

How Strange [Poem]

How strange
To feel no hesitation at all
When getting skin carved
Ideas entrenched permanently
Even my 80 year old self
Won’t be able to unsee

It makes me think
That the time spent waiting
Brainstorming
And contemplating
—34 years after all
Was worth it
Like I timed it out perfectly
Like the mixed from the feelings
Like the fads, naivety, and temporary desires
Were filtered thoroughly
And left but only a more clear identity

How strange
To find love here
As I stare at healing flesh
As I trace these peeling lines
As I pat these itching scars
Something—you—become something
I start to recognize
This time spent waiting
The brainstorming; contemplating
The filtering and not settling
…As an outlining

A careful realization
A conversation with my 80 year old self
A constant clearing
Of more and more blind desire and hesitation
Resulting ultimately with you—a without a doubt vision
Of who my permanent person will be


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

You, Through Me [Poem]

I want the reflection you see
Of yourself through me
To be the beauty you’ve nurtured inside
Personified and illustrated clearly

…Screw what the mirror’s got to say!

Screens, glass, and relaxed water beds
Should all want to take notes
After seeing what the iris of my eye
Sends deep within your galaxies

Your worth, your potential, your confidence
Decoded and displayed plainly
A proper reflection made foreign by society
For you to double take, glance back, and do so on repeat

No swiping required; No comparisonism or fees
Just patience, presence, and other modern day elixirs
…A vision of everything you could be
Made readily available; packaged inside but a glance

All you have to do to remember is look…
See through me.


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

Love; In A Moment [Poem]

I had everything
I ever wanted
In a moment

Nothing about past
A subtracted future
Like meditation—times three

I had everything
I ever wanted
In a moment

Nothing about me
A subtracted identity
Just we; plus perceived

I had everything
I ever wanted
In a moment

Nothing about weather
A subtracted monotony
Just adventure; every degree

I had everything
I ever wanted
In a moment

Until I didn’t
Past, future colliding
Weather, monotony, past, me…

I had everything
I ever wanted
In a moment

Until that one
Life subtraction—you
Set the rest… free


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

Dude Smiling [Poem]

I saw a stranger walking today
Happy as could be
No company
No AirPods
No screens
Just walking rocking that kind of smile
That makes you turn to philosophy

I stopped at a red light
And thought about what it could possibly be
I know I’m not supposed to
But you know what always helps me?
Writing thinking down
Seeing sparked synapsis—bodily electricity
Decoded into text—something black and white
Or 1’s and 0’s if typed into a machine

Could it be excitement?
Could it be love?
Could it be a happenstance memory?
…Now I’m wondering what that smile meant to me.
When’s the last time I rocked a smile like that?
When’s the last time I overflowed
With excitement, love, or a piece of happy history?

Dude’s got me firing, decoding, creating…
And he didn’t even see me
Don’t ever tell me
You don’t matter
You’re unworthy
That you don’t make a difference to us—to me
When a smile from a stranger
Seen for .5 seconds approximately
Can spark electricity into a poem

One that became a gift for you—from me


P.s. You can read my other poems here.

Love By Me [Poem]

I refuse
To look for love
Where everybody is told
Love will be

Love by everybody
Feels to be
Backwards, shallow, gray
Too screen-y for me

I see love
Dancing the night
Drowning in books
Drinking nature’s cup

Love by me
Is a love made without me
A love minus a swipe
A love that just so happened to be


P.s. You can read my other poems here.