you know who
01 March 2014
He’s come to me at different times,
as if there’s something on his mind.
But, he just stares silently,
then leaves without a word.
I am not afraid
of his return,
but someday,
he will
speak.
a billion Legos
01 March 2014
Prolific? Perhaps,
but quantity has never
implied quality.
Words are valuable, if,
and only if they connect.
leading me on
01 March 2014
“What the …” I muttered, not finishing the thought out loud.
It was night, but the fuzzy glow of a few streetlights revealed enough for me to tell I had no idea where I was. A sidewalk, on an unknown street, in a neighborhood I did not recognize.
I shivered slightly. It was snowing, softly, in big fluffy flakes that fell on my face and hands. I heard footsteps, behind me, casually walking away.
“Hey, excuse me,” I shouted, just loud enough for the stranger to hear.
He stopped and turned, but neither spoke, nor moved.
“I was just wondering sir, if you could possibly help me. I seem to be lost.”
I heard him shuffle back towards me, accompanied by an all too familiar sound. You see, even though I could not make any sense of where I was, or how I got here, I knew that back and forth tap tapping sound as intimately as he probably did. It was then I laughed, realizing he and I were both blind, the blind leading the blind.
(written for Kellie Elmore’s FWF prompt)
neither here nor there
01 March 2014
I
get lost
in my thoughts
trying to find
my way to someplace I have never been.
Then,
it seems,
I have changed,
and where I was
is no longer available to me.
See,
it’s like
an ocean,
deep enough to
drown in, but tides keep washing me ashore.
Like
someone
I once knew,
I walk between
two worlds, never belonging in either.
uncomplicated
01 March 2014
Yes,
it is that
simple, just hold me.
Sometimes, that’s all I really
need.
one more unbeliever
01 March 2014
“I ain’t afraid of no ghost!”
I should become a ghost hunter
because I don’t believe.
I’d be objective, unafraid,
nothing’s gonna get me.
Whether poltergeist or spirit,
or demons on the loose,
ya’ll do your worst to frighten me,
I’ll still need solid proof.
Let’s say I’m a bit skeptical,
unless I feel or see,
cold spots, orbs, mysterious sounds,
EMF, EVP,
paranormal activity,
the mythology of ghouls.
Nothing is supernatural –
we prove ourselves the fools.
hostage
01 March 2014
hostage,
without demands,
no blackmail, no ransom,
just being held captive by the
unknown.
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