She is Joy

She is joy.

I have seen her
Sad and tired,

But she is joy.

Her bright smile
And winning laugh
Linger and warm
The heart long after
The sight and sound
Are gone.

She is joy.

And though I wore
A yellow shirt today,
She was the sun
For this cloudy afternoon.

She is joy.

Le Chat

Il me confond.
Mais c'est naturel,
Il est comme un chat.

Regardez son posture,
Son forme,
Avec grace et tension,
Relaxée mais plein de pouvoir.

Il me confond.

Danseur, chanteur,
Guerrier
Qui est intelligent
Et sait la musique sacrée
Et des anciennes prières.
Il me confond.

Le chat,
Il est un bon homme sur toute.
Un vrai bon homme.
Et "bon homme,"
Ca veut dire
"Bon ami,"
N'est pas?

I opened up
A dark corner
Ever so slighty
On the cold,
Wintery walk home.

Because poetry
Was on the menu
This conversation
So naturally
I needed to talk of mine.

And while there
Is such light
In many poems
That spill from me
There is also
A darkness few see.

Snow Shenanigans

What a foe is time.

He marched on
While we laughed, danced,
And played in the snow
And on ice
As we acted like
The crazy freshmen we are.

He pressed on
And I already had to say
Goodbye once due to his passing
Though I came back.

But I can see already
Time ticking nearer
To the day when
I have to say "adieu"
To laughing around a fire,
Around a laptop,
Around a tripped friend.

Time gives the gift,
At least,
Of making these moments seem
Like they can never end.

Snow

To walk across these white diamonds,
To tread where none else have trod,
Seems akin to a sin
In these humble eyes.

My browned, blackening footsteps
Disrupt the gentle and near magical
Array of crystals over
The easy slope.

But 'tis no matter.
As I walk along
Diamonds still fall en masse
To diligently erase my trace.

I don't want to be alone
As I feel the weight of change.

(I got so addicted
To having you when I am weak,
That now becoming weak is easy
But finding someone
To make me strong again
Is so difficult)

I'm just
So
tired.

Back to school,
I can hardly wait.
And yet I can.

The people I know
Tear me in two ways
And I am pulled
In a new direction
Every time I blink.

So good bye to family
And dear friends
And hello to the ones
I'm just getting to know.

Show Choir

It's a world
I'm shut out of
And I hate it.

Because it was my life
My home
My place of refuge,
Self-discovery,
And self-escape.

it's gone
and i can't get it back

I don't know what to do
'Cause I sometimes feel
Like we don't talk.
But I suppose I should
Take some time
And think and take stock.

See I'm missing discussions
Of Star Trek, spaghetti westerns,
And the 39 Articles
(and missing you).
I'm missing discussions over
Minor not major premises.

I suppose I figure out
On what major premises we differ
Before I go have a good cry.
But I'm already headed that way
So I might as well.

Happy New Year,
Mes amis.
May the fates smile on you.

May you learn much,
See more,
And always grow in wisdom.

May your goals be reached,
Surpassed,
So that you keep moving to excellence.

Take a cup of kindness
For auld lang syne,
For the sake of times gone by.