Here and Now

exhaling beasts
and burdens

with gentle
calm breaths

consciousness
slowly dissipates

veil of silence
peacefully unfurls

alone and
surrounded

ecstasy ripples
from head to toe

freedom finally
realized

truth here
and now

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Frozen Heart

 

Cold breath
expels outward
as I step out
on an icy morn.
Frosty air engulfs
my senses
sending shivers
up and down my spine.
The coldness seeps inward
encasing my heart in ice.
It pumps frozen blood
up and down my veins
and I coolly continue
to capitalize the world.

The First Sliver of Light

        As the first sliver of light appears from beyond the horizon, I sit and ponder while the world lights up. The fiery orb in the sky slowly rises bringing unobscured luminosity to the morning sky. It’s light now, so I prepare to write.

        I am ready. I’ve been waiting for a long time. My fingers begin their familiar dance. Back and forth they move whirling up and down the keyboard. Words begin to appear on the screen. It is then that I know that I am back.

        The day has begun and my mind is clear. The time is now. Always now. No more waiting. No more purgatory. I inhale the cool morning air then slowly exhale. I am where I have always been, where I belong, and where I will always reside. I am home.

Poem for my Dad

In My Father’s Eyes

by Cody McCullough

In my father’s eyes
I see blue

I see the past
I see Christmas morning

The desert
The deer

I see love
I see my dad

In my father’s eyes
I see warmth

I see the present
I see the unseen      

The memory
The Marine

I see love
I see my dad

In my father’s eyes
I see us all

I see the future
I see the grandkids

The family
The friends

I see love
I see my old man

In my father’s eyes
I see me

The Last Sliver of Light

        As the last sliver of light disappears somewhere beneath the sea, I sit and ponder while the world fades to black.  The silver moon has yet to rise and bring its dull illumination to the dark night sky.  It’s too dark to type now, so I turn off my laptop.

        I’ll type more in the morning, or perhaps when the moon rises, I think.  Or, I suppose, I could wait a bit longer.  It’s all just semantics now anyway, I continue with my thoughts. When the time comes, and inspiration arises again, I’ll be ready.

        Now, though, the day has ended and my mind is clear.  Another time will surely come, I think.  The sea slithers out as I stand up.  Tucking my laptop under my arm, I begin walking along the sandy beach.  Yes, another time will surely come, I think.  I can feel it in my bones. Then again, maybe it’s just the cool ocean air….

Everything Revealed

Like a cadaver,
I lie cold and still
as my layers
slowly strip away.

With each written word,
my cocoon is cut away
leaving me naked
and vulnerable.

First, my skin
is peeled back
revealing a cache
of hidden words.

My muscular system
is then dissected
making my stanzas
fall

apart.

rules and punctuation

are then lost

as my skeletal system

is dislodged

finally my nervous system

lies absent all its layers

revealing the hidden

inner truth of my being

but i am not dead

and i am not alone

instead i write on

with everything revealed

Last Day

the past was good
even if it wasn’t

it’s hard to let go
of what you had

tomorrow will be good
even if it won’t

it’s hard to let go
of what you want

yesterday’s gone
tomorrow never comes

one a memory
one a dream

both dangle
false reality

lost in time
lost in my mind

this is my last day
trapped in time

as I release everything
and live only for today