Like Water and Air

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Like Water and Air

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My roots grow,

but I want to be water and just flow

on this winter-less place where in time

I can find my own way and alone

free to roam, free to take what is mine

and of all that I was leaving traces –

It’s so hard to break loose

once the roots taking hold

pulls me back close to home-

But I want to be air and just float

above mountain-less places

and forget there is a noose

getting ready to snap on my time

and steal dreams of being rootless,

like the water that flows unprepared

living moment to moment

while I blow far away like the air-

H.O


“Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”

― Anaïs Nin, Incest: From a Journal of Love

Goodbye

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Goodbye

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Sometimes I say goodbye and go nowhere

but the word just feels right on my tongue

with a sense of passing and strong emotions

if I say goodbye and could go somewhere.

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Not too many reasons holding back I found

like the wind that goes anywhere it wants

I can freely choose when to say goodbye

even when tomorrow I will still around.

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I could say goodbye maybe another day

for the word alone set my life in motion

if what’s left behind doesn’t really matter

I could say goodbye even when I stay.

H.O

Dust Covered

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Dust Covered

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Won’t let old things gather around

covered in dust, forgotten by playful hands.

New every morning I leave behind the wants

when unfulfilled become old and stale

with the smell of failure I found

in the passing of time, empty time

marked by each inhale of life we hold

until no more, with each exhale

we learn to leave it behind.

H.O

Mundane

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Mundane

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Mundane, I said and out of my element

but I learned to swim in rivers unknown,

does that makes me better?

I cannot return to the place I’m from

I cannot proceed if I don’t belong

and can only do imitated greatness,

does that makes me better?

If I close my eyes in the darkness find

maps to follow blind,

maybe a place like none

where I may belong,

will that make me better?

H.O

Puzzle

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Puzzle

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Piece by piece we come together

parts barely fitting with smooth edges,

hard to fit between the wedges

of tight closed fingers-

And life goes on, desire lingers

while weaving dreams that fell apart,

but piece by piece with ever part

we fit together we become clear,

year after year

a picture forms that we can see

a part of you, a part of me.

And every piece we place and match

in between love and pain we catch

a glimpse of heavens, if one last piece

with grace attach

to finish all in resting peace-

H.O

Love, Time, Life

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Love, Time, Life

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I cannot describe love, for I get it wrong,

words lose meaning on my twisted tongue

translation lost between heart and mouth

and seem to get lost, was it north or south?

I cannot describe time, for I lose the sense,

days merge into years becoming past tense

years merge into nothing and cannot recall

if I was there once or if I was there at all.

I cannot describe life, for I can’t understand

if I’m here and why when I hang by a strand

that sustains a heartbeat, and I cannot define

in a word what is life without love and time-

H.O

Un-defined-me

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Un-defined-me

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Is that what I am?

 A passing shadow high above

that leaves no mark and take no space-

So brief this moment which I dwell

a loving heart, a stranger’s face

the wings I had before I fell.

And what I was? I now may ask-

A gentle soul with dreams entwined

that lost its way time after time,

a tired man, a broken mask

of who or what left undefined-

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H.O