Keep Your Alive

Taking time and time taking me

clinging so hard to what just wants to be free

knew I couldn’t hold on forever

but we’re never ready to let go

even when we say we are

even when we plan the parting

So I opened gifts given by associations

and sat in the shadows cast by memories

felt sparkles filling those hollows

like the feelings diamonds have

when the light hits their faces

That burning and life says

keep your alive, alive

keep your shine, shining

see that, see that

that power in you

that sparkle that sparkles

its so so sweet

where magic and intentions

something about being alive and just being meet.

Sitting in the leftover of eternal memory

Feeling the gifts that memories bring

hearing anecdotes and inflections

of voices and conversations

bringing at the right moments

lessons and times

that were yours and were mine

no matter what the explanations

no matter the write offs

or miscommunication

some things can’t be undone

and some things shouldn’t be

Remembering the sparkle

starts to shine in the void

like the feelings diamonds have

when the light hits their faces

That burning and life says

keep your alive, alive

keep your shine, shining

see that, see that

that power in you

that sparkle that sparkles

its so so sweet

it’s yours to keep

 

Writing Days Off

 What days off from technology looks like …  
    
    
   

Sometimes

Sometimes
when it hits me
the feeling or memory

like I could just call

or send you a line

write all incognito

and pretend that your mine

Sometimes

when I have a thought

or an idea

or if I’m just confused and mad at the world

and want my escape

sometimes

When things are going bad
or going good

changes are changes
as changes should

Sometimes

Are some times

When I just miss you

I miss the way it was
and the way it wasn’t

The way we were

and the way we pretended
with no pretenses

I miss your voice
and your face

I miss all I didn’t want to know

that made us us in our space

and sometimes baby

when I’m fully alive the way you showed me

I cry real tears in some real alive anger

I’m so mad at you for leaving

didn’t you think I would miss you

was there nothing you could have told me

on your way out to the stars

but sometimes

sometimes

across all that space and time

there is never going to be a place to far

and sometimes

I still hear
all that I miss
and feel
our breath like a kiss

and I’m doing my best
to keep my alive alive

sometimes

remembering some time