Silent

The warm breeze guides me

Through my silent walk back home.

I keep my eyes closed.

 

Alternate Reality

A good movie can

Transport you for days on end.

The plot has thickened.

 

Laziness

A beautiful day

I didn’t experience…

Laziness triumphed.

 

 

Awaken!

A simple moment

Of quiet contemplation

Reawakens me.

 

Open Your Eyes

It is frustrating

To see people rush without

A care or a glimpse.

 

Perfection (#1)

Emotions run wild

As I’m flying through the air

Perfecting my leap

 

 

 

Dancing Forms

Strong but elegant

Forms soar and fill the space with

Mystery and life.

 

A Lively Day at Work

The steady whirring

Of old machines fills the space.

I just want to sleep.

 

Eye Appointment

Reading tiny text

My eyes feel vulnerable.

The checkup scares me.

 

 

 

Human Canvas

I cover my face

I know that I’m becoming

A human canvas

 

Regretfully Awake

I sink in slowly

into the night’s tempting grip.

…I am still awake

 

Claustrophobia?

Overlapping sounds

Fill the station at rush hour

I feel so confined.

 

 

 

Meaningless Frustration

The train crawls into the station

Slowly, spitefully

Our frustration means nothing.

 

Argue!

You force a laugh

and agree with me?!

Passiveness kills.

 

 

Pointless

 Patience and Scotch tape

Can’t mend a malfunctioning

Piece of…equipment.

 

 

Scandals

 Do you remember

The scandals you blamed me for?

There are more to come.

 

 

 

Perfection (#2)

 Shield your eyes and

throw aside the glossy pages.

I see no perfection.

 

 

Packaging

 Pretty packaging

And false promises.

I won’t be manipulated.

 

 

Search

 Roaming around

Desperate for inspiration.

Reluctant to let go.

 

 

Transient

 Fluid, layered, fleeting…

An attempt at a

Transient masterpiece.

 

Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream”: “discovered” by me

 “You think I’m pretty

without any makeup on.

You think I’m funny…”

(notice the traditional 5-7-5 format)

 

 

Snow?!

 A dreadful surprise

Lurking behind the walls.

Snow is approaching?!

 

 

 

A Morbid Symphony

 Branches breaking

Adding to the beat of the blizzard.

A morbid symphony

 

 

Yesterday

 Clear skies, open windows

bouncing light, animated faces.

No remnants of yesterday

 

 

Too Old?

 Craned head and bent knees

Wobbling with embarrassment

“Trick or treat.”

 

Sidewalk

 Trashed and deserted,

stained with

Crushed egg remains.