Posts Tagged ‘Exciting’

I never knew that

opening the white door,

leaving the painted white porch,

and walking into the grass,

into the trees, out

onto the hill,

would open up a new world for me-

one that was not even far

from home-

until I did so.

When I see you again

will my knees remember to work?

Will my heart remember to be quiet

and be calm, instead of an excited child?

Will you smile that smile

I am just beginning to know

and already appreciate?

Will you take my hand

as we walk?

Will we kiss

in one of those moments

as perfect as an oil painting?

Truly, these are

the questions that plague me,

but I will have to be content

waiting for you to answer them.

I’m not all there.

My heart is not whole.

My mind isn’t focused.

Am I even awake?

The second hand doesn’t jar me,

the clock does nothing to bolster me,

it does not reach with its brass hands

to pull me from my bed, or shake me

from my dull daydreams.

With a lightbulb burning like a confined sun,

not even blue cloak of noon or black sheath of night

can rouse me from this blank state.

I have to take initiative

and realize, that I could wallow

in this murk,

but that would not stop my life diminishing

with each twitch of the thin second-hand.