the sky is falling

took this in my alley right before going to oklahoma

more to come later...

way to sleepy.

poems from the tavern

its raining and im writing in my my new journal.

poem 9:23 a.m.

woke up to a brand new morning
on this day we were freed from sin
baptized anew to this beginning
i touched my lips to your head again
love stayed strong through seperation
here we stand at last near journey's end.

poem 10:12 a.m.

from my dreams you called to me
in a voice far away
your eyes stayed permanent in my mind
your face the only face i see
now what feels like a century
lies between me and your awaiting arms.
those arms, the only ones, welcoming me back home.

confusion

this is my first post.
im not sure what im doing.
today was a bittersweet day.

A life we no longer know.

Through the sands of time, we will forever roam. Forever doubting. Forever unknown.

Haunted by a time we once lived so long ago.