Lost and Found

I found a castle
it was made of paper
names of old lovers
inscribed in folds
deaths of dreams floated
in black ink


I found a promise
a silver one
buried beneath a Willow tree
disappointment left it
forsaken by its owner
now lying in a ceramic dish
on the dresser


I found a life
an older one
on a bench by the
waters edge


His eyes are clouded
by old Chevrolets
and a love he called Grace
but the truth is the only
grace he has now is memory


We put things in places
someone else comes along
and finds
even if we don't want them to

Rumour

we were their rumour
our own lyrical story
dawn was a silvered outstretch
underlined like a glimmering snake skin
the morning star
pointing us homeward
as the sky emptied her web of night life
passage of time sagged
love was persistent and nostalgic
like vigilant  vines growing on old
grimy wooden benches
moonlight overthrown with sunrise
restrained by the remnants of our past
I knew you were what evanesce must taste like

notes

your thought grew threadbare
and my heart wore holes learning how
to listen
I tried to reach you
touch you
but your shadow grew thinner
the exasperation grew hotter
until there was no more me in
you

so
I wrote you notes
from feathers
that pillowed your dreams

treasure

who am i without this pain
that leaves a bruise that
you can't see
who am i that waits too long
until
the force inside my lungs says
breathe
who am i behind these lines
of your continuity
when sometimes all i want is
to escape the skin that makes
up me

who am i,  just
the girl you kiss
beneath the Maple tree
that wraps her hands in
your hair
and holds you like a treasure
from the sea 

that's just me

if only

if only i could touch you
like the vibration
of your voice
touches my soul

if only i could put sunshine
on a platter
you could eat
with your fingers

if only you could hear
the words i lift you
up to the sky with

and know your breathing
is my safe lullaby
in this world

if you could only know
the light and fire in
my eyes are alive
because of you beside me

erasable

write me in erasable
pretty colors
draw a line, a smile
my face
make me a riddle
i won't know
cause like the chalk
you use
i am erasable
swoops and swirls
sky and stars
neglect the decline
write our names
draw a heart
with an arrow
he crucified his love
my valentine in
red
circle round and 
back
roll back time
so i can see all
these pretty things
you know
draw two hands
that won't let
go
draw a kiss
an archer's bow
i am just a tattered
bit
a once ago
a yesterday
sweet lines that
always rhyme
until line of time
fades me away
dark will fall
rain will 
shine
i am erasable
erase me gently
a little 
at a 
time
 

margin

all her dreams are in a bag
on the sidewalk
spilling stars
she never doubted
she was careful

but he was just a playdate
with her heart
she was a flyer
her eyes the color of desire
blue winter fire

nothing below to catch her
this time
her eyes on a turquoise
universe
beautiful,  but he was never
hers

she'll lie to herself
it doesn't matter
she'll dream in his t- shirt
about a lilac rain

she'll be running backwards
only herself to blame
zip up the darkness
cause she will be 
no man's margin

he's hollywood

he's a walking boy
he's a laughing boy
losing his shadow he says
to feel lighter
he loves beer
but downs chardonnay 
it makes him feel good
even better
when he's in hollywood

he's a lonely boy
is a loving boy
a much loved boy
with his guard up
he'd like to disappear
from this madness
so he sleeps too much

don't wanna be out there
so just a little distance please
he says he's not afraid of darkness
fame is his disease
dangling his feet from his roof
says he's kind to those the world
forgets to be kind to

but he's got a cool girl
and they roll way back
he's taken by the little things
carolina boy with laughter
in his blood
'round here
we call him hollywood

A poem I wrote about Zach Galifianakis . I live about thirty five minutes from his farm in NC. This is my creative effort for someone who always makes me laugh. This man is deeper than we know and such a talent.