The Same Way

It’s the same way
Most of the time
Then I’m not
And I can’t find
The spots to make it
The same way again

Constancy keeps me
Centered,
In the moment,
Ready
Then it doesn’t

When it happens
Everything I touch
Is in question
Right or wrong
Caring or indifferent
This is the way
My cookie crumbles

Time
Time and solitude
May be the only antidote

— GLB

Something Missing

It has taken a lifetime from me
No end to tears when I discover
Something missing
With no way to bring it back

Afraid of how it will progress
I search for a way
To keep the memories I have
Hidden from the horrible monster

I have no way of knowing
What will get gobbled up next
Something old
Something new

All eventually passing into oblivion
The time between now and
Eventually is the only promise I can accept
What I have for now brings solace

— GLB

Sad Songs

I sing the sad songs
Under my breath
Only a slight whisper
Detectable by
Those drawn near

Holding back on the words
I struggle to
Squelch the tears,
They come
None the less

Attempting to release the pain
I tilt my head back
Pushing my sobs to the sky
Tears trickle into my ears

Shaking my head to clear them
I catch a glimpse of you
In the doorway

The only way I know
Of making me smile
During sad songs

— GLB

My Grief

I give it my grief
and it turns it into a blazing conflagration
turns it into flowing tears at the mouth of the river of life
turns it into the softest lover’s kiss
turns it into terrible things
turns it into sobbing cries for mercy
turns it into naive questions
turns it into shocking answers
takes our beating hearts
surrenders them
and the poets stop writing…

— GLB