If I Were

~ ~ ~ 

If I were younger,

 

I'd walk away

Looking towards the sky

Thinking of what was next

Hoping for something

anything to make it better

 

If I were wiser,

 

I'd know to keep on going.

Don't get fooled by what is.

Know that nothing

would be better than this.

 

If I could,

 

I'd make a new life

Just for me and my gang

I'd never look back

I'd forget

And, before long

I'd be young again.

 

Even if in my memories

of those dreams

I had

and those that

I thought I wanted

 

If I were what I thought I was

 

~ JC ~

 



Hiding In The Heat

~ ~ ~ 

I took him to the edge.

He looked and walked off.

It's a different world.

Too hot for me.

He's used to it.

Knows where to go.

Manages his way.

No burns so far.

Among the numbers,

he is hidden within sight.

No one knows him.

He's right there.

Hiding in the heat.

 

~ JC ~

Lines

~ ~ ~

Fine lines running through my life.

Time to erase  them.

This way and back.

No end to the angles.

See them sideways.

Watch it get stuck,

Never going forward.

Lines are mean.

I try to cross.

Don't do that.

Looking at them.

Peace.

Just sit.

Don't even bother.

~ JC ~

Don't Look Back

Someone whispered, what was that.

I kept on walking.

Thinking how odd that was.

Again, I hear it.

The crackling of the wind perhaps.

The song of the many birds in the woods.

Not really sure.

I go on with my day.

I hear it in the traffic of the many cars.

Just under the roar of the world.

Only, I still don't know what it is.

In my sleep, I dream of better times.

Youth and walking and being me.

The older lady dreams of what she loved.

The girl is in the woods.

Turns her head.

She hears something.

What is that ?

The older lady tells her it that darn clock.

Time is after you.

Go faster than you wanted.

Don't turn your head next time.

Time, it's always going to be there.

Making you turn.

Just don't look.

Keep walking.

Don't look back.

Tick, tick, tock.

 

~ JC ~

The Quiet

~ ~ ~ 

The quiet is loud today.

I sit listening.

Hearing the birds and wind.

The trees sway to the sounds.

Me, I look and notice.

Always have enjoyed it.

The way life does it's rounds.

I live in the woods.

Surrounded by life.

I don't need talk

as much as I do a

mew or a chirp.

I take in what I hear.

What did I do with my day ?

I learned from the best.

Enjoyed what I saw.

Hope for more lessons.

Will come back.

I like my life too much.

Just Saying ...

~ JC ~