PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I cannot appear to locate how to emerge as the greatest inclination of myself
Only catching sporadic glimpses from time to time
in the kind love from somebody else's eyes (for somebody else)

My doubt, my hope, my fears

My loves and my passions sincere

in all their guarded glory

Oh, please do not access this library

and borrow from these walls

if you do not intend to return the hand-written scripture

and if you don't return,

as is so often the case,

at least install a skylight and a rope as a passerby

I've been down here far too long

breaking teeth on hardtack and mainlining tang

to recall the splendor and depth of real sustenance

Oh love, you're such a beautiful premise

but far too often I cannot bear to pine for you anymore