#97 Indecision

courtesy: Wordpress Blog Random_Michelle

You weren’t made 

to walk on water

but sometimes it seems

everyone thinks that you should.

Trapped in between 

the fear of drowning

and the fear that you actually could.

You’re confounded by the weather

seemed to be progressively greying 

for years

what ever happened to the light

that glints off the clouds

with the intent

to then

sparkle in your eyes?

You weren’t made to navigate

these seas

but staying on the shore

wasn’t option

too much claustrophobic

thoughts

projected in your direction

too many loud voices

in your space

when all you needed was silence

making matters 

even more trying 

than they already seemed

was all the stimuli

that distracted

from which

was the environment

of your reality...

All the stimuli

that blindfolded

you from the calm

and opened you to

this impending sense of tragedy.

You weren’t made to walk on water

but somehow you wished you could

because staying on the shore

wasn’t really doing you 

any good.

My Inspiration: Sail boats and Photo Prompt by Random_Michelle 

 

© KohylahPiper 2016

#46 Forgiven

I remember you most

when I look at the sky

admiring pink mists

floating through blues

at eventide

in the found places

of lost time

that waxes and wanes

with the drifting air

and clothes the

shadow-filled atmosphere.

I miss the sequences

set to replay

over cliffs

that blend into the ocean’s mystery

sheltered under the frigate’s

broad wings

that had abandoned

the sullen coasts

that framed turquoise,

clear seas

and I think of you

remembering

how you constantly

think of me…

Oh!

How abrupt were your

footprints

washed off by the foams

that salted the sprays

I enjoyed so much before…

but

I know this as this world spins

it can be recaptured again

maybe not in the way

nor with the same motion

there will be a different sky

a different view of the ocean

but I believe

if I keep moving

though this world

I’ll meet you somewhere

in the middle

amidst all of these moments…

calling my name

as it always was

.Forgiven.

My Inspiration: The Sky

© KohylahPiper 2015