The Way it Was

Let’s take it back

to the way it was

before the rain

dropped from above.

The days were green;

the sun surfaced often

as it illuminated dreams

people were caught in.

Impossible to notice,

my life has changed

as my eyes grow wiser

than my age – and memories

become rearranged

as my soul reaches

the next stage.

Back Words / Backwards

Upfront, the words pierce

like razor-blades in a mouth.

But behind the words,

the truth remains about

The surface shows little

about the past we’ve seen

and it doesn’t reveal

what we mean.

The words come out

when we’re not sure.

but behind the words

is a soul full and pure

We go backward to

see the past,

But lose the present

moving too fast.

But we speak honestly

and from inside as

the surface reveals

what does not hide.