the completed playlist…

I am feeling like the emptiness
of a completed playlist…

the realization that
nothing is coming next,
the silence pervades
and instead of choosing something
else to listen to,
I just sit and pay attention
to the vacancy,
ignoring the force inside me
wanting to immediately
start something up,
to fill the void,
instead,
I listen to my heart,
to my breathing,
to my weight in this world,
instead,
I notice everything else
and I find contentment
in my inaction,
because, though I haven’t
physically moved,
mountains have traveled
within me

— glb

Something Different

Something new. I’m re-imagining how I treat my words, old and new. I’m going to be imaging my poetry and posting them to Instagram. I’m starting with some older stuff that originally appeared here and adding new items as the come up. I’m planning on putting the images here are well, but I could use the likes and follows over on Instagram.

So, if it pleases you I can be found at:Β  https://www.instagram.com/gavinbennett1970/

Hope everyone enjoys…

/G

 

you are

you are in my periphery
you are my focus
you are always where i look
you are inside my eye lid
… wrapped around my optic nerve
you are everywhere, evident in everything
you are just below the horizon, and when you rise
… sparks scream across the morning sky
you are the perfect ending to the perfect love story
you are the dark spaces between the stars
you are also the stars
you are sriracha on my tongue
you quench my thirst like the coldest water
you make my mouth burn, with that over the shoulder glance
you are insomnia with the best best dreams
you are original
you are my heart
you are a steady beat
you are the dirtiest guitar solo
you are the gulp of air going off the high dive
you are the plunge
you are slow motion at a break neck pace
you are temptation quenched
you are home
you are in our bed
you are in my arms
you take me to places i never imagined
you are answers to riddles
you are a Bon Jovi concert every night for the rest of my life
you are front row seats

you are
so i am

… glb

our music

sing me songs of
light through the pines,
couples holding hands,
big billowing clouds

play my soul
like an instrument of love,
push me down a trill
jump on my staccato

hum sweet melodies
into my ear and fill the
quiet ebbs with flows
of kisses from
your sweet mouth

wind up my music box heart,
lay your head on my chest
and listen as it strums out
songs of our love

… 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