What A Ride!

Life should not be
a journey to the grave
with the intention
of arriving safely
in a pretty
and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in
broadside
in a cloud of smoke
,
thoroughly used up,
totally worn out,
and loudly proclaiming
“Wow! what a ride!”

Shadow

You try hard to catch your shadow

but it moves much too fast.

it jumps on the walls and ceilings,

begging you to revisit your past.

nostalgia is a powerful state

and your memories give you fight.

you remember the instruction—

” second star to the right…”

here nothing is lost,

you still have every single friend

and on the morning horizon,

you see your innocence suspend.

but oh, remember now

you have far different dreams

and it’s okay for life to not be the same

because we’re growing up, it seems.

i hope your life is still an adventure—

one that’s wild and grand.

but i think it’s time to live it here,

i think it’s time to leave neverland.