Untitled.

Patient plummeting risks
drift on current lists
tasks that topple my courage
courageous pages turning
secrets shattered in midst
the silence in feeble lips
the seek of dreams moving faster
the promise of painful disasters
through speech of present tongues
withheld by computed tones
the 'maybe' matters leave lone
arrested hearts and bitter groans
though we try to move those rocks. . .

we try 
we try
we try

. . . but sometimes, we just stop!

HE . . . once made me smile.

If I were near him, I would say:

you make me smile when climates are winning
when life is so dull and has no much meaning

. . . our seasons had meaning.

you make me smile through heavy fur coats
i note how my glove is held under your throat

you make me smile when no one knows how
this drama filled movie is vintage….
an old classic now

you make me smile through burnt bitter tears
fears growing rapid
and counted by years

you make me smile when nerves have been bitten 
and curve balls are thrown 
lost souls needing songs

you make me smile 
its me that you know
the one you helped grow
the one with the holes
----
the smile that you gave me
must never go back 
to frowning filled tongues 
running back to the sack
----
I smile because YOU... 
have turned my skies gray
have cursed at my tears, 
but have NEVER gone away!