Thoughts from the Thinking

the clock’s hands stand still time stops as the world spins the path to happiness is up hill true happiness isn’t counting wins shake it up to start the clock steady hands become twitching eyes she waits as I take stock secret truths untold are just lies. I haven’t titled this poem and I’m not [...]

Well, I figure it is high time I bring this up… I have talked before about letting go and the difficulty of deciding whether or not to but I haven’t truly, to my recollection, addressed my thoughts on breaking hearts. Sure, I’ve talked about the damage all people have felt but never really talked about [...]

I once started writing a poem about hypocrites I saw at church. I was bothered by the way people behaved at the student Mass I used to go to on a regular basis so I started writing with a bit of a harsh tone with God’s voice. It is easy to look like a holy [...]

Parallel lines marching along dividing fires set the pace broken by changes in trajectory. a third, a fourth even a fifth line enters the race and fades away. one by one by one fading in and out a rhythm or pulse, beats in my heart. gravity, she says, gravity will sway this line side to [...]

I have green eyes, this I know. It is a shame that they never glow. That would be pretty cool but maybe not at school. Green eyes see through walls into echoing hallow halls. They can see words spoken and cause theirs to be broken. Us with green eyes see you cheat. We hurt and [...]

One step, two step, three step, four. Off the map my mind meanders Leaving my limp body behind in limbo. Vivid imaginings inspired by hope rise. A world of fantasy awaits me inside. Abandoning reality, I float above cloud nine. “Hello, dear” Love romanticized feels real. “Farewell, my love” Real heartbreak awaits below.

I am a figment of your imagination, a mere shade in your dreams, a fabrication of your mind. I am an abstract thought in a plastic world.

So, I wrote a poem a few years ago about a particular relationship and how it ended (well, to be fair, it never really started, but the friendship has been on thin ice since). The basic theme is silence: the silence of never responding to me when I would talk about how I felt about [...]