Yan

i’m like if a clown wrote poetry

[yannydubs]

This morning feels like 6 years ago

I am wearing a hoodie with no strings

There’s no hiding, not today

[yannydubs]

This temple is to access truth

A moss covered pew, in a clearing,

Atop a hill, by my childhood home

My soul will always reside there.

[yannydubs]

This is all wonderful language

The humming of every atom

Every bird and lilac and gravestone

[yannydubs]

Some days a hammer falls

Crashing through my potted grief

I can finally cry, if only just a little

Over buried birds and old summers

[yannydubs]

The dogs hear the sirens

And howl into the night

Engines, horns, brakes and screeching

Duet crickets, peepers, birds and healing

[yannydubs]

I hear sirens

And crickets

And the neighbor on his guitar

The air is cool, and

The breeze is warm

//

I talked to my mother today

Had to thaw out the beef

Only to realize

We both needed to eat

[yannydubs]

Branches breathe in the breeze

2am songs of freedom

Conversations with myself

From two years ago

Redemption songs

Daniel samples

Tireless time, only tonight

I love more than I give myself credit for

[yannydubs]

Not a Day Goes By

I’m at a loss for words, can’t

Put them into the universe like this, I

Got new shoes, there’s

One for each day of the week, I

Won’t look down, not

That I even could anymore, we

Still breathe the same, even

When we’re convinced we don’t.

I’ll see you soon, in time in time

[yannydubs]

Fibonacci staircases

Bearded reflections in lead

Follow through feelings

Needle eyes in full bloom

[yannydubs]

Midday naps in sweet spring heat

New green leaves for everybody but me

Flies spawn from stillness

[yannydubs]

Venues change, curtains close

Doubled it and passed it along

//

Bolted at the sight of it

The madness spoke too clearly

Retinas screeching to a halt,

Auditions for the spring showing

Never to recast, with excuses we forget

[yannydubs]

To Sunday

I got shocked but I didn’t feel it

Just saw the spark, that’s all

Haven’t worked this hard

In a long time, in a lifetime, I

Can only hope to make it

To Sunday

[yannydubs]

A stained glass window

Splashes decades

Into this room

//

We dance together through the rays

But my two step is getting booted

Shelf dust accrues, seldom feathers fall

The sun is out longer, I’ll bake like a cat

[yannydubs]

“You write about the sun and moon a lot” yea those are kind of my deities whom I’ve worshipped since I was a child haha

[yannydubs]

The gutters rattle in the storm

A boombap echo

Beneath thunderous baseline

//

Trumpets play overhead

Confetti fills the air

Glowing in the new sun

It’s not over, no, far from it

This adventure has only just begun.

[yannydubs]

Three plants died this winter

To my hand, and

Only mine

//

Saturated memories

Dry to husk in this sun

I can’t help but put your CD on

[yannydubs]

April, oh April

There’s so much to discuss

So just get started;

As cliche as it may,

Set this story ablaze!