Synapses

My mind
Its vast network
Like electric wind
In a digital forest

It courses through the day
Winding synapses buzz
Like powerlines
On fire

Grow

If not us, then who?
If not now, when?
Do we know who we are?
Do we know when?

I live in the shadows
I wait for the moment
I plant the seeds
I watch them grow

It’s us
It’s now

Burnt Almonds

Notes of life
Notes of burnt almonds
Scrawled for eternity
Lost in modernity

I wonder
What with all we have
A world at our fingertips
How bewildered we’ve become

Waves

Do you feel them?
Those brilliant colors
Those sights…
Those sounds…

They move through us
As we rock, from side to side

It’s like last time
When we felt the current,
pulse through our lives

Thread

I hang on my cliff of dreams
My hands bleed
As the clouds drift by
My heart hangs by a thread

It beats
It reminds me to pull
To lift myself up
To kick my heels
To fight; to live