hey everyone, my book “under the maple leaves” is available still! it is a collection of poems (some you may recognize), life stories and other things. HERES THE LINK: under the maple leaves
Tag: maturity
gray scarf
the night sky full of darkness and speckles of white from the stars
our grandparents would tell us those were the loved ones in their 2nd lifetime.
is that what our life would live up to?
to die and become stars in the night sky?
how could something so dangerous be so beautiful
a black hole with endless stories to be written
but the sun doesn’t reach inside a black hole
only the edges burn with light
without the light, it is cold
colder than the snow in january
or the ice that coats the streets in february
beautiful but dangerously cold, go slow, don’t spin out
wear your hat and mittens.
do we live up to our own expectations of being stars in the sky
do we see everything the stars before us did
all the poor choices and decisions made
what happens to our memories?
they don’t turn into stars
do they seek the coldness of the black holes in the universe
or do they recycle to become someone else’s memories
our life is no circle nor is it a milky way
but tis a universe with miles of uncovered emotions
and all we have discovered is six feet.