In my pocket sits a picture
Dust from dried tears stain 
The gloss
Of un-remembered joys
False hopes
Giving breath by smiling 
Faces of brown
Dances in the sun 
Beauty shown
Never captured, fleeting from stability
The hands of time
Are impertinent stubborn
Not ticking to my beat
Faces in mirrors
Peeking toward the future
Painted   blue
 Uneasy, apprehensive

Trails not traveled 
Clouds not dreamed upon
Winds no longer carrying passionate 
Secrets 
I wonder who am I
For so long I lived in a dream 
With purple curtains framing the window
With a golden sun that shined 24 hours a day
Reality hurts my mind
Driving me to insane distraction
My regrets are deep 
Almost as deep as my love
She loved me 
She left me
In a half a house
On a hill watching the sea of life
Flow by in blue green angst 
Afraid to leap in 
Many days 
Many bad decisions   
Block my access
Fear lives in my shell
Keeping close company 
To my despair
I don’t know how to let love go
…..It will not release me
Nor will I release her
A prison of my own design 
Or is just my burning mind