August 24, 2011
The Advance
I hadn’t quite
Made the decision;
Open windows
Offered no breeze
But let me hear
The advance
Of rolling thunder
Still safe and
Far enough away
To be hopeful
Whispering promises
Of relief,
Stirring trees and
Swirling thoughts
I didn’t realize
I was waiting
Then the humidity
broke
And so did I.
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August 19, 2011
When disappointment
When disappointment
Comes again
And again
And again
Each recovery isn’t quite as good
As the last, the crying time grows
Shorter, the depression
Seems to pass to flat
Levelheaded calmness is a
Signature badge that really
Only counts as comatose, devoid,
In a one dimensional life, routine
Is all that’s left to grasp,
When disappointment comes
Again.
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July 12, 2011
that's all
you're nothing
like i need
and everything
that i want.
for now -
that's all
i'm afraid of.
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July 06, 2011
Eventually
Just when I think
I can’t possibly
Hurt anymore
It gets worse, but
At least it’s not
Always the same
As soon as one spot
Heals, another one
Opens up, fissures
Missing chunks
Of where I used to
Care, instead
Divots of numbness
Sit just below the
Regular surface
So go on then
Take the dare and
Another little piece
Of my heart, so
Eventually I’ll feel
Nothing at all.
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June 21, 2011
Seeing
Seeing
Seeing things
That aren’t really there
Like angels in abstract art
Or dancing dogs in curtain shadows
Or reading into simple words
Not seeing things
That are really there
Like subtle sparkles of grey
Or spots of color hidden by foundation
Or wrinkles only when I smile
Seeing it all
From the camera’s eye perspective
Better in black and white
Romanticized in sepia
Always flawed in true color
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June 06, 2011
Up and
Up and floating down
Occurs without a sound
Crashing hard through
Your walls and mine
Hurts to have to
Work so hard for you
But every little piece
Feels so good
An internal burst
Of short lived sunshine
Means I’m falling harder
Than I planned to;
Knowing I should be
More concerned about
The landing.
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May 18, 2011
Salt Water, Grey
Grey, timberwolf,
silver, shades I love
so why should
pewter skies
land on me so heavily
cloak me in sunless shadows
shower me in concrete hues
afraid to be cemented
to this place and time
comfortable in the
thin protective shell
in my heart I know
with the right touch
it will dissolve like
salt in water like
the composition of my tears -
toxic and needed
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March 05, 2011
Winter Pool
grey ice sits in a strained
blue cradle, taut like
the covers of a bed
when someone else makes it.
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