Monthly Archives: October 2014

Aspirations, 10/20/2014

I want to invest my life in grand endeavors
Raise the scaffolding, build monuments, sculptors!
Something that says, “He reached beyond lofty goals!”
But I look inward, and just see my fragile soul.

I want a life that has more of the spiritual,
Less of the mundane, much more ethereal,
I steal the time away to make my wishes,
Returning, I still have to wash all the dishes.

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Night Dance

Night Dance, 5/23/12, Michael N Johns

(something old I found in my notes)

Come on and dance with me,
On the edge of eternity,
You’ve got beauty on your side.
I want you to dance with me,
You’ve got to dance with somebody,
Come on, take a thrill ride…

Running in dark shadows,
Dancing through the night,
You will never find me,
While you’re hiding in the light.
Give me all of your love!
You have got to choose.
What are you afraid of?
What have you got to lose?

Come on and dance with me,
On the edge of eternity,
You’ve got beauty on your side.
I only want what I want to see,
Dance the darkness, come to me-
There’s nowhere that you can hide.

Running in dark shadows,
Dancing through the night,
You will never find me,
While you’re hiding in the light.
Give me all of your love!
You have got to choose.
What are you afraid of?
What have you got to lose?

Bottled

Bottled, 10/15/2014, Michael N. Johns

The stem and bowl fit in his hand,
And felt cool at room temperature,
His head felt as though filled with sand,
As blood spilled through the aperture,

He felt alone, but not lonely,
No words were to be spoken,
His choices, life, his love and he,
His heart completely broken.

The empty bottle dropped, useless,
As light splashed from the darkness.
The rim kissed him, not relieving stress:
A silent dinner with the Mrs.

He thought he ought to say something,
But thought eluded translation,
Her beauty, her tears, her wedding ring,
A palpable devastation.

Fall

I don’t want to do this any more.
I don’t want to fall farther.
I’m overwhelmed.
Add more and it will break me.
I can’t carry more.
But I have to.

I don’t want to do this any more.
I don’t want to feel unloved.
Heart beats for them.
It’s just not being returned.
I feel so empty.
But I have to.

I don’t want a life so different
I do love the ones I love,
I want them to
Change the way that they love me.
Because they only
Think they love me.

I want life to change from the outside,
And everyone says, “you first.”
I want myself
To change and see what happens.
But I don’t know how.
I only know

I don’t want to do this, like this, any more.