Free Write
I can’t remember the last time I’ve been
This free in my own skin
Can’t fathom going back ever again
To where I wouldn’t let anyone else in.
I’ll hitch across our open countryside
Or fly fast and eager over any ocean
Spilling with adventure on cobblestone corners while
The skies are spinning to the ground with a notion.
Desire charges static from yearning fingertips
Shock waves explode out toward a Californian sun
Surging out to realigned stars and planets that careen and tip
Tenderly and sip along with her wine weighing deep into one.
Bleed this blinding stardust out of me
And free write all the right phrases
That breathe aching life back to see
My liberated soul singing for all his faces…
I love every moment of this one life far too much
To concede and give it up again this time around
So quick, though it seems to be always never enough
After heart strings twist me up from standing ground.
Write out over noon’s glare, inhaling salty mist from the bay
I’ll let my pen make all the wrong decisions
This time I’m ready to break free, to feel right and say
I’ll wait on next time to make the necessary revisions.
So let life take me for now as I invest and digest
The bustle as the sun pours onto my freckled face
Reviving my roaring resolve to let no one else mess
With this fleeting state of rolling deep in life’s good grace.
