Poem: The Wishing Hour

The wishing hour Is those rare hours Between sunset And moonrise darkness Where wishing stars Can be seen The wishing hour Is when I found you Lonely in a field waiting But for what Was it for me The wishing hour She said to me Is when I feel hopeful Sending wishes To the heaven

Poem: Queen of California

11:11 and I’m making my wish
To be with you where you are
I picture you standing there
In your underwear in front
Of a full window overlooking
The lights of LA stretching out

Poem: Not What it Was Dreamed to Be

She had to try out the dream
To find out it wasn’t the fantasy
Her mind has made it up to be
The girl who had been so free
Traveling the world on a whim
Convinced herself that a farm
Out in the country was for her

Poem: Old Roads

The road ended
So we abandoned the car
Walking down dirt roads
Under the canopy of trees
We exchanged smoke
Between stories of the past
Looking back I’m not sure
Who was trying to impress who

Poem: Untouchable

Man my head is fucked up
It holds all the infinite possibilities
While sitting in this present moment
With everything I could ever want
Where I am always wanting more

I see her walk into the room
Knowing she is not noticing me
The same way I’m noticing her
Each step she takes is meaningful
But I mean nothing to her

Poem: Wishing Stars

I should have kissed you that night
When we were laying under a blanket of night
Watching for falling stars to wish on
I saw only one and I made my wish
And I wondered if you wished it too

Poem: Drip Drying

The rain keeps falling
As I’m sitting here
Drip drying drinking
Drip coffee dreaming
Of what I’ll say
When you sash shay
In from the storm
Shaking your umbrella
The same way you shake