I am on the way. There’s not much
to say. You will see me again, soon.
Nothing will stop me from getting
to you. There’s no way of forgetting
the days that came before. Time
will go on when my mind is gone.
My spirit will never leave yours.
I will stay with you for the encore.
I am on the way. I will be there
soon. One day, we will meet
on the moon. We got two tickets,
two seats, and two reasons to live.
Whatever you want, I will give.
I am on the way. With you, I’ll stay.
No way of getting home,
I float endlessly throughout
the vast galaxy. I see nothing
but stars and planets. Human
life seems to be so far away.
I can’t be the only one inside
this place. There should be
another face, but that’s not
the case. My spacesuit and I
hover over sea and land.
I’ve seen the dark side
of the moon far too soon.
It’s a beautiful view above.
It’s not something that I love,
but it’s not something I hate.
It is me: stuck in space
with many moons to face.
I keep seeing the same
shadow. It follows me
wherever I go. I know
this shadow can grow
when lights turn low.
My fear seems to flow,
and paranoia ensues.
With every step, I look
to my right – my left,
and I feel the shadow
around me. Can it be
mine? Can it be me
from another life? Is it
the same shadow I see
in my mind? Anyway,
I walk away: leaving
shadows in my wake as
I swim across life’s lake.
I’m here to make a splash.
I want to create a wave.
Look how calm the water
is. It’s perfectly still, silent.
It’s been like that for years.
Complacency is what comes
to mind. I’m tired of waiting.
I’m looking to jump from
one life to another. I’m here
to make a splash and create
a wave – for Neptune’s sake.
Today, I turn 25. Dang,
where has the time gone?
I have learned how to
write, sing, love, and live
in 25 different ways.
25. What a good number.
I’m blessed to see another
day or even year. I feel
fine like a sun that shines.
I must be growing. I must
be learning more. I’m 25%
sure that I’m still loading.
In this life, I give thanks
to all that I love. I’ll push
on to feel alive at age 25.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 