He draws stars from his pocket

and throws them afar

like gems in bright swirls

creating galaxies in whirls

with unexplored worlds

in Goldilocks zones

giving life a home

where water freezes and steams

and the vital spark gleams

so that ichthyostega’s spawn

crawls from the mud

and one day may dream.

Tears sprinkled little earthen plot,

crying for husband they said had run off.

Young woman tended crimson flowers

dawn to dusk as red moon stared

at carmine earth in its burgundy light.

Rich mixture of red clay and iron

brought joy as she turned copper dirt,

muscles aching as she plunged spade,

mixing in white bone meal to fertilize.

Spirits lifted working the ground -

sad lonely girl, townspeople said,

gossiping about husband finding

blossom supplying sweet honey.

Budding lass just smiled to herself,

roses bloomed so lush and full,

sadness dissipated with her secret

husband’s bones enriched the earth.

A butterfly 

Flapped its wings

In Pasadena

And here you are, 

A Hurricane at my front door.

Your eyes, still

Like the night

We chicken danced

Barefoot in Central Park,

I laughed until

I collapsed.

You kissed my bruised knee

And made a wish. 

A million flecks of stardust

Have streaked the sky

Since I saw you last, boarding 

A plane to another life.

Sometimes, it takes more 

Than gravity to keep 

Two people

Together. 

Now we are molecules

Colliding in a bed

Where vows lay dormant, 

Dusty like the caverns of the dead.

My body a pendulum, 

Your breath 

Causing ripples

That will turn to waves.

I'm bracing for the devastation. 

There is no one word, of any phrase, in any language, that can describe the way it truly feels to be heartbroken. The feeling of heartbreak transcends human thought. You feel it surge through you in waves - as if you were a black, tar road in the midst of a desert heatwave. It's an ache that pulses through every layer of your being - first, as a numbing coldness that trickles across your skin... then, as a crippling tightness that travels through your muscles and stops your heart, and again, it strikes; as it frictions through your bones. It doesn't stop there - to be heartbroken is more than physical. Heartbreak happens in your body, your mind, and your soul. It's a darkness that infects you, and consumes you, after beating you down to the point where you can no longer stand. It's a sting in your chest - and a magnetic pull in your soul, towards someone or something that can never have you; one that earthly and physical barriers prevent from ever being satisfied.

There is no such thing as heartbreak. For to be broken by someone that you love, or who once promised to love you, is to have every fiber of your being put in limbo - neither alive, nor dead... just floating, unaware, unfulfilled, and purposeless until you are either swallowed by your demons, or rise again to feel warmth and love. Some people float forever, some for a while, and some never do realize that they are still numbly in between happiness and depression...

It took a little spark

to light the dead forest of his heart

and he began to rage

We could see him

hear him

and we saw cloudy skies

and felt heavy rain

No one burned

but the empty trees

the trees he refused to clear

for fear of an empty forest

But he needed space

for something new

and so we watched

through the night

How quiet now

the char and ash

as we crept through

with quiet words

We saw the blue sky

and heard the wind

and saw

little flower buds

begin to grow

Old-worn hymns and songs

of ancient heroes past

wound through many tongues

through many more will last

and even when forgotten

their influence is cast

I thought all I could encapsulate would be small, but I instead reflect the space around me. As far as I can go--an infinite law. Its all inside--all of it. I try on new shoes and the universe curves around my feet, and I curve in the universe contained in the shoe. I climb in bed and distort the space around me, but then time and space soon shift in my head. I exist in myself, and fit in the universe, but the universe also fits in me.