Hey everyone,

I felt like it was time to have a crack at a poem, so I just let this one flow out of me and let my mind decide where it would take me.

I feel as though there’s some uncharacteristic optimism in this one and I think there’s a possibility that the imminent birth of my child is pushing me towards some more coherent and focused positive thoughts that have been missing from my world for a while. At the moment I am just taking each day as it is, and seeing where I end up by the time I go to bed, which seems to be working okay for now.

Let’s see where it will take me.

Enjoy the poem.

Richard

Into the wind

and what will happen
if I just
throw it all into the wind?

let my thoughts unwind,
that unkind kind,
that plagues my mind

that just won’t help me find
myself again.

and what will happen
if I just
let it go?

those who know, know
no-(single)-thing
can put me back
together again:

I’ve fallen off
that wall before

I know that pain

know its name

know that every single
gain I make against it
will in time become a new
sublime reminder of the
scars I will obtain.

I’m the mad king
of my own fortune

I importune my
thoughts

to have a fortitude
I’ll never know,
grow beyond the realm
I softly hold
between my hands.

but what will happen
if I just
throw it all to space

and let it race
beyond our sun
our stars
to the void
above?

I suppose I’ll never know

at least until I
sow new seeds

new thoughts

until the things I knew
become the things I
used to know;

the things I used to grow.

and then I’ll throw it all
into the wind

and wait