Awake
"I am a slow walker. But I never walk back." -Abraham Lincoln
I woke up this morning,
the sky is burning blue.
The earth is turning,
so am I and so are you.
.
We are headed in directions
apart yet still conjoined
I am comfortable
with the outcome, here today.
.
my life is burning,
in a new and special
sort of way. The truth
.
is posted, the truth is real.
It is something more
then perception and more
than what we feel.
.
I woke up this morning,
the sky is burning blue.
The earth is turning,
so am I and so are you.
.
Your life is foreign
your life is distant,
.
your choices are not
part of who I'm
becoming, or the why
in my life. The tears
.
were bled. The mind was shed.
The dynamics of old wounds
are drying salt stained
on my cheek. The taste
is bitter,
the taste is sweet.
.
I don't know
if we will meet again
in this life.
But there is the next.
And there is the last.
.
I woke up this morning,
the sky is burning blue.
The earth is turning,
so am I and so are you.
About the Creator
Poetry Landscapes
We are a poet influenced by Charles Bukowski, and Button poets such as Anis Mojgani, Neil Hilborn and Andrea Gibson. He follows the outlaw style and utilizes surrealist landscapes. Find more at https://poetrylandscapes.com
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