Day #36- Still Here

July 26th

 

‘Summer is over’ can feel that song playing in my mind,

I started you,

I started you on time.

I know I see Oakland.

I see Golden Gates in fog mornings,

I see downtown spaces and places

Where you once found me too..

I know I had a river view,

A coast to stare at,

A world to care at..

This body can’t take it,

But it does.

I had fragile love to take,

And fragile innocence to replace.

I had a mission to try this ambition,

I was running like you were too.

Summer can’t be over,

Cause I am still not over, too.

Still is a still here,

Still standing wasn’t the

Reprimanding.

I chased you you follow, too.

I ran and I ran straight from You,

So land me back where I live,

And where I can’t survive.

Follow me a fountain,

A place to wander,

And a time to still wonder:

Will you satisfy?

Or will this summer come to a close

To fast?

Day #35- Pressure and Burden

Lift me up or tear me down,
Follow that is shallow,
A swallow, that the death
That was running here,
Running around.
Tears were shed,
Before you were dead.
You faded before you lived.
Lost in that lake view,
Carried a circle with night fights in it,
Watched you walk,
Watched it run,
Watched that hockey night in
One final fight!
That’s all I have known.
That’s all we had done.
Now it is done,
And finished,
And the beginning of future
That happened with the rearview.
I am lost in what is not?
Good enough?
Better for you?
Good enough to marry you.
Hope it wouldn’t be true,
I like it better in the center,
In the run around,
With drinks out of town,
With lies all around.
Fade, please, fade like
Death, cause that is better
Than the pressure,
And the burden.

Today I am starting

Today, Labor Day, September 3rd..I am starting something new.

I am diving deep into something that has been stirring for a real long time.

I was reflecting on the journey with my mom yesterday at the beach. Family has become the number one reason for my own strength and success. Doing things better for them and for a future family of my own. If today can be about more than just Pumpkin Spiced Lattes( although top 5 most important things this is number 5) let it be about gratitude for people in your life. Stay tuned..

labor day

Day #34 – Arrival

Middle man for a second,

Dropping you off and leaving it,

Summer was over,
Leaves were left for you,

Summer had a little sad,

I knew that was because of you.

Missed you now,

And a little then,

Gifted with memories

But not with forgetting.

Dropped it to,

Middle love,

For this place had a lack of

Family,

A lack of thirsty,

I knew I had a burn,

And a scar,

And a place to light it all.

I was stuck for a little,

At it for a while,

Here for the arrival.

It should be coming soon.

Day #33- 2 Days to spare

Upon returning
Fresh vision for what?
Last night in the heap of it,
Waiting for words,
And wanting to write it,
Showerless, and a little powerless too,
A full house of love,
Found out above was not the only way
If God is high,
So is Christ,
All I got now is 2 days,
And mind change,
That is what is needed.
You are the one here,
In a less specific place.
In a more broader place.
The margin is a call,
Lesser before your fall.
I am downward now,
Down to the floor,
Upon returning,
I start this again,
I finish with some breath,
And ask for more than 2 days.

Day #32- Summer

Is it over,

Was this now, or was it never?

I was walking around you,

Loving on you,

Trying to get in touch with start,

Or finish,

Or if this was just the limit.

Summer was started,

Now it is faded.

Is it begin?

It is beginning?

Is it the start of something new?

Summer was over,

And I am leaving it satisfied.

I am leaving it start to hide.

Drawing near,

Fountain to find.

Wandering still,

Summer fading,

Thrill.

Day #31 – Stand It

Summer

Misdirection,

Misinformation,

Missed in the beach and,

Missed in the wind,

Missed in the time spent trying to

Not be it.

What ride it has been,

Where you want to hide and live it again,

And now you are far from home,

And far from now,

If this was love then it is just a beginning,

Can we live this,

And even stand it with a little bit of

Poverty?

Are you missed,

Or are you dismissed?

Cause I am here, and I know it has to be real.

Do you keep,

Do you store?

Do you steal,

Is that a thing?

I was misdirected once,

Searching for the fountain to drink from.

I know you think I don’t watch, or even see,

But this here is about a stand out,

And a can’t stand it when I am gone,

Away,

And wanting more.

I love the travel,

And the move around,

But you are the loving sound I get to now,

I will stand it if I need to.

Loud noises,

Louder now with it.

I won’t stand it if you start

Saying something different.