Big City Lights

With hundreds of headlights staring back at me…

The evening Sun shines on me

Shines it’s light for all to see

I run through the Big City Lights

With hundreds of headlights staring back at me

Traffic lights blinking red and green

For an instant, it feels like a dream

The world revolves around me it seems

Just for an instant, you revolve around me

The beat of my heart mimics the horns being blown at me

I stand in the street and realize it’s not about me

It’s not about these blinking lights or the big one in the sky

No matter what I do the echoes of you fill my ears

The look of you blesses my eyes

In these buildings of concrete and steel

There are people hustling and bustling just to feel real

There are walls of glass reflecting the Big City Lights

There’s an essence in the atmosphere of what’s wrong and right

However, there is something that I have yet to see

Running through these Big City Lights with me

You

You use to like the glaring gleam of the light and its stream

But to me, it seems the brightness of the lights can no longer be seen

 

Peace and Love,

 

Michael Anthony

 

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The Blind Date

We realized the blind can’t lead the blind…

When I open my eyes I search for your face

It escapes my vision, not quite in my point of view

You aren’t exactly what I hoped for is plastered on both of our faces

You shudder as I inch closer to you and avoid my attempted greet and embrace

This reminds me of the chase but normally both people are in the race

Perhaps this was a mistake plays in my mind like an old record player

It constantly skips the best part

We realize that the blind can’t lead the blind

So I close my eyes and open them again

Hoping that just maybe this time it will be different

Maybe all of my time won’t be annoyingly spent

I’ve gotta stop letting my friends set me up on these things

As that thought crosses my mind, my phone rings

Sigh. This is an emergency and I’ve gotta run

Dodged a bullet, now I can go have some real fun (Netflix and leftovers)

 

 

 

 

Peace and Love,

 

Michael Anthony

 

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Can We Start Over?

Can we start over? Can we begin again?

Has my light shown itself to sin?

Where are you? Where is my trust in you?

Who in the hell do you think you are?

To come into my life and try to leave a mark.

To lie to me, to cry to me.

If this is love then I want a refund

It’s no longer fun, it’s no longer us.

Where is the trust?

Where is the person I thought I knew?

The person I could tell anything to.

The person that never judged me but instead trusted me, loved me and held me.

Where is this person?

You asked me, Can we start over?

Shit, I don’t know.

Can you take back the lies or the tears I had to cry?

My hope for us and my hope for you is that we can try.

The trust we had I no longer pursue.

Can we start over? Can we begin again?

Have I shown my light to you again?

Has my light shown itself to sin?

 

 

Peace and Love,

 

Michael Anthony

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P.s. This is art and does not reflect a current moment in my life.

Falling For You

Falling for you was easy but falling wasn’t the plan.

A Plan to fly and float failed.

A realization that I couldn’t fly or float if I wasn’t willing to fall.

You have shown me love that works for me.

Even in the hard times, I recognize the importance of a late night phone call.

What’s better than being able to fly and fall at the same time?

You being in my arms and I in yours recalling how life was before we had it all.

Falling for you feels like fountains flooding with love.

Love flowing through and in between mountain peaks.

Lead me to your fountain so that my love can flood you.

Falling for you, falling fast, falling forever.

Happy Valentine’s Day!! Spend time with the one(s) you adore. ❤️😉

Peace and Love

Michael Anthony

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Daily Prompt: Jangle

Walking across the room, all she can here is the jangling of his keys. She fears that he’s drunk again and he’s looking to start trouble. Luckily, she dropped the kids off earlier that night to stay with their grandmother. She thinks to herself, ” I’m really getting tired of this, but if I’m really tired why don’t I leave.” She blames finances and the kids needing their father in their lives but how can she continue to let this happen to her. Jangle, jangle the sound is getting closer and she doesn’t know what to do.  via Daily Prompt: Jangle