Dec 30


Is the real question I have,
Who could take a life?
Who could call the most real fake?
That question comes next
Why must you not love?
Why must you destroy?
I do a double take this can’t be real,
No not real at all.
But between my fingers
I see
The twisted world that is now.
Dec 30

Lost in Mist

I find myself lost in this regretful mist,
My are arms reaching out and around
Reaching for anything but getting nothing.
What if I did that differently?
Would I still be standing in this mist
Or would I be in a flowery field?
Would if I took that empty hand?
Would I instead be standing with you,
Knowing where I am?
What if I looked the other way?
Then would I have seen where I was taken?
Or was I destined to end up here,
Like how the the rain will touch the earth.
My eyes begin to feel clearer.
Where is the fog?
The darkness?
All the was sad is now gone
An offering hand reaches forward
And carefully pulls me away
Dec 25

Christmas Day

I chase after you laughing
Into the deserted streets,
Where the heavenly white snow fell.
Our arms linked
Keeping eachother warm in this frozen terrene.
Our feet slipping on the ice,
Making me gasp and inhale the bitter air.
While we dance in the world’s snowglobe.
The vivid landscape painted in front of us.
Christmas lights sparkle against my pale skin,
My legs take me further.  
Up to the distinctive smell of a christmas tree,
It's ornaments twinkling like the stars.
The caroling loud in the background
Sweet voices taking over the night.
Smiles are illustrated over everyone's faces
The feel of magic everywhere.
I come back to myself and see you,
Standing with me
As every year we do
Best friends forever,
On this snowy christmas day.

Dec 24

Chamomile Tea and Honey

The hot water pours into the mug
The steam rises onto my skin making it damp and warm.
A chamomile tea bag is dropped into my cup
Its tiny leaves trapped in the bag
Lets out its flavor, turning the water to a peaceful gold.
I take a sip, burning my lips,
The taste is a disappointing dull on my tongue.
It missing something,
Something sweet and savory,
And I know what it is
That sticky sweetness is all I need.
My cool silver spoon hits the glass,
And swirls the contents around.
The smell of honey fills the air around me
Making me smile a little,
Remembering past experiences with this sweet sauce,
The happy moments with honey and tea,
Or rather you and me.
I sip again
This time an outburst of flavor fills my mouth
And warming me down to my stomach.
The taste of honey lingers on my lips
An ingredient to the tea I’ve made,
Chamomile tea with honey.

Dec 23

Beaten up Car

Your voice matched mine as we sing
Along to the music in the radio
In your old beaten up car.
Its tires turning taking us along the bumpy road,
That winds higher into the mountains.
The windows rolled down
Letting the wind mix into my hair
Making it smell of the fresh air.
The car comes to an uneven stop
The music is silenced.
The doors creak open
And my shoes hit the dusty ground.
We walk to the front of the car,
And lay on the hood
Our eyes watching the sunset turn into
The starry night sky.
A shooting star flies over
And I quickly make a wish
I wish that every day I could lay here
On your beaten up car
With you,
My best friend.

Dec 23

If I could Remember

If I could remember I would
I would remember the birds that lived in the sky,
The crystal clear everlasting oceans,
The sweet taste of rain,
As it rolled down my face like tears.
I would remember the way the wind would dance around me
Leaving my hair in tangles,
I would remember the color filled sunsets
That set behind my house,
And the flowers that covered the rolling fields.
But most of all if I could remember,
I would want to remember you.
Dec 21

Moon Love

The moon drifts above the sea
Its light melts into the water and beyond,
The clouds roll like dark blue waves
Across the night sky.
A blur crosses the water
The black bird carries out the night,
It’s wings flap to the second hand
Ticking the time away,
A countdown until the bright sun returns.
My gaze is cast over the black water
While alone I stand,
The gentle wind playing with my hair.
As my heart aches
For the love that keeps on fading from the world.
The hour glass spills further
As the moon moves along,
A traveler of the sky.
Dec 18

Winter’s Song

Dec 16

Evergreens by the Sea

You shine like the sun,
You stand out like the stars against a jet black sky.
My red lipstick is contrary to the snow,
While my hair takes flight around my face
Just like how your own hair moves with the wind,
Forcing your blue eyes to match the sea.
My own green eyes reflect the evergreen trees in my backyard,
Where my feet take the footpath along the crunching snow.
Maybe on my way to you,
But I don’t know you
And you don’t know me.
You live on the other side of the earth
With the other side of the sky.
Yet somehow I know,
I will meet you
Only when rain touches land.