Timing

There’s a presence 
I see it, even if from afar
I sense the urge to discern
Or is it mine?
My words stumbling, brain unsure
Do I fall in completely, because
That’s what I do, or
Stay in the quiet
Where I’m comfortable, pure.
Lungs, I beg, shout
My head likely to explode, if
My lips don’t leak
Upon paper, or find shelter
Within his clothes.

Day One – Five Day Song Challenge

It seems Ms. Hollie wants me to share my musical interests. My inspiration. 

Music and I have an understanding, I don’t ask it where its been, if it doesn’t ask me and because of that we’re the best of friends having traveled similar paths.

Hollie caught me at a good time and completely off guard. Thank you, Sister Ginger. ♡ 

Go visit her poetry, if you don’t already, she’s the real deal.

The rules:

POST A SONG A DAY FOR FIVE CONSECUTIVE DAYS.
POST WHAT THE LYRICS MEAN TO YOU.  (OPTIONAL)
POST THE NAME OF THE SONG AND VIDEO.
NOMINATE 1 OR 2 BLOGGERS EACH DAY OF THE CHALLENGE (I’ve made this optional…hoping that’s okay. If you want to participate, tell them I made you. 😉 )

My photo and haiku: (inspiration part)

Protect what is yours

Tougher than any nail, love

Unless I’m with you

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Day One: Chris Stapleton – Fire Away

On Sad Days

The tears I cry
Contain your name
I miss you
No denying
In an effort to feel
I wipe my tears
You ignite me
Proving sickness
Lurking
Questioning
Why we’re alone
Magnifying
Worlds apart
Universe
You sicken me
You sense
My need
I witness
Creativity
All around
Yet offering
No, allowing
Darkness
Denying me
His smile
His mind
Alone
Searching comfort
In sweet bottled
Bottomless
Consequence
Understanding
Provides
An awakening
Creating hope
One day
Our beginning

A Conversation

Hey
Hey
***
How are you?
Great. How are you?
Great.
Okay
***
You there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay
***
How was your day?
Good. Yours?
Good
***
You there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay
***
Wanna talk?
Yeah.
Good
***
You there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay
***
Anything special you want to talk about?
No, you choose.
Okay
***
You still there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay
***
It’s so quiet.
Yeah, it’s nice being here with you.
Okay
***
You still there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay
***
I hate your phone.
Why?
You’re holding it.
You make me laugh.
***
You still there?
Yeah, I’m here.
Okay