November 2009
Sunshine
Her sad rain held shared ashes, drained lashes and islands lined in sunrise. She rains as her hands harden snarled and held. I lean in rushed saddened. Drained lashes and shared ashes held inside inland seas. Shared rain and sunshine. Sins and used denials line a land shunned and rained ruined and handled. She rains. Rain. Her hands lend sadness. She, rain I, sunshine.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
With only a sigh
I hear every single thing
you won’t say to me.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
The truly religious man does not embrace a religion; and he who embraces one has...
– Kahil Gibran
You can call me rain
for all I seem to do is
always fall for you.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
From the tiny spark
to the overwhelming flame,
You ignite my life.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
The only four words
that I wish to hear from you
are “Of course I do.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
For all that you are
and everything that you do,
I’m thankful, for you.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Never
Never have I been A painter, an artist never known what it is To make colors Dance. But I, eyes shut naked, with these tips of these fingers as brushes paint. I paint your breasts bare With soft shadow cradled in my hands. Your hair like smoke spilling onto my chest, your eyes lost in me. My fingers, my brushes smooth and silken the deep hues your skin, my fingers brush up your legs quietly...
I’ll hang from the words
that try to escape your lips.
Reach down for my...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Sitting with my heart
is yours, and I can hear them
beating together.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist. And before that, during all...
– Ugo Betti
When we meet in sleep
they aren’t dreams, but memories
we have yet to...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Bareknuckle.
If I could bare-knuckle box any living celebrity, any, right now I think it’d be Alton Brown from the Food Network. Not sure why.
Closer, still closer.
Come closer to me now and
you’ll leave me...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
When we pull apart
slowly brush your cheek with mine
and I will kiss you.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Feel my hands squeezing
and clinging to your body.
Stay right here with me.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Tears
Remember my tears. Fresh tracks down my face like roadmaps to heartache atlases to longing. The slow roll the wet eyes glistening from tears unintened. Remember my tears silently stolen from swollen eyes squeezed saturated spilling over. Follow those tracks like roadmaps to redemption atlases to relief. Dry them with a sigh dry them for me now.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Don’t waste your wishes
you can have me, all of me
whenever you need.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
What I would not give
to keep your arms around me.
Pull me closer now.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Theories on Time
Kori says: Do you believe that we have a set destiny and that, regardless of our choices in life, it will always lead us to that point?
Knott says: I think for each person there are an infinite amount of ways to arrive at the same endpoint, that end point being death.
Knott says: I think the when of death is set for people, and the paths taken to get there, are separate.
Knott says: And there are costs and benefits for each path
Kori says: I like that. It makes sense.
Knott says: For every second that passes, the "you" you were a second ago, follows each and every path. For every second of every minute, there are different paths being taken in parallel universes.
Knott says: Right now, another me somewhere just stood up... I stayed here. And because of that, we have the opportunity every minute, to turn things upside down, to change Everything.
Kori says: Where do those universes exist? Or is it more of a "hypothetical" universe?
Knott says: Somewhere on the thread of time, but that's a whole 'nother story.
Knott says: Is time a sphere, is it flat? Is it a timeline?
Knott says: So I guess you could say that IF time is a flat timeline, extending forwards and backwards infinitely, then each millisecond extends up vertically, infinitely, and represents the you of that moment, following a path.
Knott says: Sometimes those paths stay parallel, sometimes they separate, sometimes a path from long ago can directly intersect with your path now...which could explain déjà vu.
Knott says: Some part of you crossing the same crossroads as the You of another time, just slightly behind it.
Kori says: hmmm...fascinating.
Knott says: I'm weird.
Kori says: I wouldn't say that. I think that you have some very solid reasoning.
Kori says: Do you believe people are inherently good or bad?
Knott says: Inherently nothing.
Knott says: People are just people, and everyone is trying to do the best they can.
Immigrate To Me
Once there were lines drawn like dusty borders on rusty maps. Where I begin to where I end laid out and measured, plotted and cut off. Walls like mountains and fears like rivers all kept me from you. You the immigrant to a forbidden me, the tired, the poor the huddled masses straining to breathe us. Crawling across those rivers and shivering on those mountains. I opened the gates for immigrant...
Take my weary head
into your patient shoulder.
Close my bright green eyes.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Know the sun will rise
and I’ll be here when it does.
Know that I love...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Reach inside of me
squeeze the scream out of my heart.
Breathe silence back...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
I’ll close my eyes now
if my dreaming is of you.
Please steal my...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson