Patience

Patience

Patience
Lies in
Confidence
Unsure
And the
Unaware

Patience
Lies in
Big things
Bigger than
Me
But smaller
Than
You

Patience
Relies
On
Faith, trust, hope
Atheism, disbelief, despair

Connected
Intertwined
Untangled
Re-arranged

Patience
We'll get there
If not today
Then
Tomorrow

Patience
Just have it
Have some
Have something
Just have
Patience

Bridges

Bridges

Access points

Walls surrounded

Fortresses 

With no 

Way in

Sights

Unseen

From 

The other 

Side 

Of

The story

Hers

And while

I'm up

Late

Evenings

Most

Nights

My mind 

Wanders 

Imagination

And

Thoughts into

Actions

Building

Bridges

Access points

To

Gain 

Entry

And 

To climb

The walls

For her

Sights 

I want 

To see

And 

In her

Heart

I want

To

Be

Day Old Hate

Day Old  Hate

Drinks
Alone
Bars
Untold
Of populations
Fish
in the Sea
Fishing
In seas
of
Empty
Luck

First name
Chairs
Borrowed
Acquaintances
And
Birthdays celebrated
With or with
Out
Others

Stable
Relationships
To hold
Four legs
Its
Enthusiasms
and
Problems

Hard wood
Holding
Soft thoughts

Of day
old Hate
Unkept leftovers
Spoiled
Keep

Sakes
For
Memory
Sake of
Learning
Growing Up
And
Apart

Split Ends
Parts
Tape holds
Glue
Secures

And scissors
Cut
Those
Closest

 But
Gentlemen
Know
When to
Say good night
Close tabs
And kiss
Those
Goodbye 

Europe Winter

Europe Winter

The colors of fall
Feel less
Cold
than my
Shoulder
Every morning

Winter
Is due soon
Yet
The
Warm sun
Scares
Away
The cold
and
My fears
of being
Alone

I sleep
Through
The cold

King beds
And 
Winter

Hibernating
My heart
Soul
And all
That's capable
Of working
Until
Spring

For
When the
Fall leaves
Form
On the
Ground and
Swells
Cluttered
My thoughts
over Her
Grow

Then dissipate 
As the
Days get
shorter
My thoughts they
Last longer

And my
Breathing
Slows
For sleep
Begins
And dreams
wait
Until

The Sun
can once
Again thaw
Out
My hopes
Thoughts
and Heart

Beds Slept Like Hotels

Beds Slept Like Hotels

Hotels 

Beds

Sheets pulled

Down

Mintless

Pillows

Nights 

Slept alone

In the 

Comforts 

Of home 

Itself

Where the

Heart always

Is

But she

Isn't 

And 

Waking up

To false

Hopes

Isn't

Achievable 

When

Going

To bed

Empty

And alone

Is the

Norm

For hopes

Of seeing

Her

Lies in

The gamble

Of

Dreams 

And

Stray

Chances

Until then

Beds 

Slept

Like hotels

Feel 

Normal 

For all

The

Normalcy

Alone

Can bring

Starting Over

Starting Over

And if

Given

Opportunities 

Above 

All else

Starting

Over 

Feels 

Accurate

Dependent

Too

Much

When

All I

Needed

Was

Independence

From

That

Of

Life

Or her

But

With regrets

Casual 

Mistakes

And 

Quick

Decisions

The boxes

Now housed

In

Temporarily

Permanent

Seem

Dismissable

In all

Seriousness

Yet

Starting

Over

Carries

Permanent

Dependence 

On independence

Of self

And on

Those

Closest

In

Arms length

And 

Pillow 

Sharing 

Apart

Starting over

Is 

Accurate 

Yet

A dream

Now

For

All

That is

Found

Feels

Lost

Fall From Grace

Fall From Grace

The Fall
From
Grace
Hurts

The
Falling
Rather
not
The landing

Either way
Hard
or soft
It
Doesn't
feel
Because

The
Pain was lost
All in
the
Unexpected
Moment

And the
Subsequent
Stages
of Weightlessness
Floating
Falling

The same
Feeling

When
Not to
Feel
Is
Discretionary

But the
Landing
is
Unnoticeable

For the
Fall itself
And the
Fear of
It

Overruns
The thoughts
of
Ever
Getting
Back up
Again