The Way of the Birds

This poem I wrote during a break up. It is almost humorous but amazes me how the energy of pain can convert to something so light and fluffy like humor  after all these years

4/9/2008

I watched the sun rise today

vision blurred with devastation

(as I strive)

to see through this teary storm

and see the light of day

coming to realize what is now in the past

memories of dark brown eyes warm my heart

and then its clear again that love is lost

and the 2 windows to his soul;

forever off limits.

And i try to wonder how I could have wanted

a life of freedom so ideal

and when it’s too late

the sun is even on the horizon

and yesterday is now gone

and reality is not as comforting as paradise

but my property in heaven just sold

to the first bidder

and I wonder how the birds still chirp

and the beats get faster in my chest

never again will tomorrow resurface

so embracing the sun,

the way of the birds

is my best bet