For Kimberly

It’s one year today, and still hard to believe you’re gone.

How does one cope
With loss, far removed
By time and more so, by place?
I suppose one can only recall

Shine one, with that smile
That will light up a room
That will get us all laughing again
Bring us back to when we first meet as friends

Speak on, with that voice
That will fill up a room
That booms but can giggle as well
Call us back to when everything was swell

Burn on, with that fire
That would warm your true friends
That would scorch the impatient, the rest
Guide us back to the times we knew best

Ours was unique, a band of true friends
An oasis of laughter and jokes
Of drawing, of action, of fun
How careless I was, tending to plants
Rather than doing more for someone

Your heart was so open, your potential unbound
Your life should not end in this way
Shine one, speak on, burn on, please do
Bring us back to when we first met as friends


The Sweet Sound of Silence

Inspired by Louie CK and his comments on cell phones.

How often we wish
To be surrounded by noise
To be busy with action
Or enamored by toys.

To be typing or swiping
Never a moment at rest
A person always acting
Avoids life’s greatest test.

Just sit there, be silent
What enters your mind?
Thoughts of goodness, of sorrow
Of a friend who is kind?

Recognize that you’re floating
In the wide Nietszchean sea
No lighthouse to guide you
No direction; you are free.

And so floating alone
You will suffer great sorrow
But keep treading water
Await the dawn of tomorrow.

For to truly live life
To the greatest extent
Requires crafting of values
Of your own human intent.

So cry all your tears
All alone in the dark.
Every tear that is wept
Can be fuel for your speak.

For our tears can be keys
To expanding our emotion
That’s why quick gratification
Is a dangerous notion.

It is only through sorrow
That we can ever reach bliss
But if we never sit silent
A full life we will miss.

So ignore that quick fix
Always in full supply.
Enjoy the sweet sound of silence
Take a moment and try.