Colossal Thought

Category: Poetry

  • October

    Photo by Hans on Unsplash

    whispers of chill
    dwindling light
    the crunch of leaves
    reflective sight

    vivid foliage
    arresting breeze
    a blanket's softness
    nighttime freeze

    production slows
    holidays stir
    indoor activities
    nostalgia's purr

  • Time’s Up

    Photo by Gabriel Jimenez on Unsplash
    environment’s sick
people are sick
can’t afford 
to ignore
the problems 
anymore

refuse plastic
conserve water
eat plants
innovate
reuse and recycle
everything

hurry, quick
get outside
touch the earth—
plant something
for the children

  • Relation Frustration

    Photo by Andrik Langfield on Unsplash
    if only 
we could unzip 
this flesh 
that blocks us
from seeing 
each other 
clearly

  • This Morning, I’ll Be

    Photo by Soner Ozmen on Unsplash
    i walk quietly
through an expanse
of dewy grass
and feel 
the tall blades 
deposit cool droplets 
on the skin
of my ankles and feet

my eyes settle 
on the opal mist
hovering above 
the heavy heads
of summer wheat
stretching as far 
as my eyes can see

i breathe in the coolness
of the air
and notice the way
it moves crisply 
across my exposed skin

i lift my eyes 
to the horizon
and watch 
as an unseen hand
paints soft pastels 
across the sky

an overgrown path 
winks invitingly 
offering
to take me 
somewhere new
but i decline
because 
i have no desire
to go or do
i just want to be
a part 
of this lovely morning

  • Cyclonic Mind

    Photo by Camila Quintero Franco on Unsplash
    topsy turvy 
upside down 
thoughts in my head
are spinning ‘round
each one stays
only a second or two
i think i need 
some super glue
to make them stick
to make them stay
i can’t hold on
but hey,
everyone’s a little crazy, right?
everyone has this terrible blight:
thoughts that spin
and won’t hold still?
thoughts that circle 
against your will?
sometimes, i’d give anything 
to make them pause
but i think i’m fighting 
some natural laws 
that govern me
i just wanted you to see
the cyclone that is my mind
so please, be kind
because
the placid face you see
is a false representation of me
circling, circling 
so unkind 
this chaotic prison 
that is my mind
i’m trapped in here
with just myself 
if only i had
a sturdy shelf
a place to rest 
these restless thoughts 
i’ve begged and plead
and desperately sought . . .
relief 
relief
relief

  • Appraisal

    Photo by NIKITA SHIROKOV on Unsplash
    how curious
the way you appraise your body—
as if it were you.

  • Her Longing for Freedom

    Photo by Tom Blackout on Unsplash
    oh, to be free
to roam the world
without fear 
of harm
abduction
and rape
to wander
and discover 
for herself
the serenity
of the natural world
whenever she wishes
without any need
for protection

  • Therapy

    Photo by Peng Yang on Unsplash
    come,
step with me
into the ocean 
of emotion
it’s vast and deep
and sometimes
dark 
cold
turbulent
and scary

but together,
we will float
in the discomfort
and trust
in the darkness

together,
we will tread 
the waves

then, 
we will dive 
deep
deeper 
deepest

but don’t be afraid
i promise 
we’ll surface 
knowing things 
we never knew 
that we never knew 
about you

  • A Person

    Photo by Roman Melnychuk on Unsplash
    we made a person 
how beautiful
how incredible
look how she grows

we made a person!

but . . . she isn’t ours 
she belongs to herself

so,
let’s watch her
let’s love her
let’s help her

because together
we made a person

  • Your Blue

    Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
    my love for you
is the color blue
not a hint of sadness—
a loving hue

your eyes, the color
of a soothing sky
are what I need
for a daily high

within your arms
life is fresh and new
my love, to me,
you’re the color blue

your blue is gentle
and calms my heart
your blue is the abundance
you always impart

your blue is the breath
i need to take in . . .
blue is your humor 
always making me grin

your blue is masculine
and soft, and strong
immersed in your depths
is where i belong

your blue is bright,
a mountainous high
my romantic moon
under a starry sky

your blue is my anchor
on a violent sea
my steady sailor
you always will be

it’s a gift to be loved
by your sapphire soul
my connection to you—
the other half to my whole

my cherished sweetheart
my perfect blue
my favorite color
will always be you