Sleepless Nights

Turning over to empty spaces in a cold room. Memory, like a cruel trick; Plays scenes and sounds off these dark, empty walls. The shadows of dreams dance to a song That no one quite remembers. But of course, dreams require sleep. Shadows, only the pockets hidden from light. Fingering lengths and wondering, How much do we value life? Weathered hands shaking, trembling. Not ready to catch another fall.

Pause In Motion

Listen - Closed eyes open up a world of sound no eye can imagine. Radio in the other room, laughter I don't understand. Construction and car horns. So much motion, this morning brings. In only moments, the day is a world awake. A turbulent night No longer holds. The morning brings with it, fresh new light. Though we start anew, we bear marks we cannot hide. Lines to a story, awaiting its reprise. Tragedies and joys in the making - the making that makes us beautiful.

So much left unsaid About the daily struggle, The hard-fought, battles. Where nightmare and reality collide. Suppose we could see it coming, If foresight was stronger than Far-sightedness. The calm before disaster; A moment's free-fall before the Inescapable impact. Time to remember. The only memories, what we've forgot. Caught in the silence, Release of energy. Explosions of light, explosions of sound. So many things left unsaid. Her storehouses empty, The exhale of energy, sighs deeply. Dust frenzies, dances, then settles. Suppose we weren't caught in such silence, Could our eyes adjust to the picture, Explosions of life, lay strewn on the ground.

Impact

Images moving forward Motion never ending Bodies orbiting space Never imagining Giants, lost in their journey Forces unforeseen Steady, sturdy, whole Searing through velocity Light on the surface Explosions of lines - found in their journey Tracing their roots Through the time and the space Feeling reality in the breaking And the pain Giant explosions of lines, once lost, join in the impact