Sunday, August 9, 2009

well

people ask,
"fare thee well?"
my head nods yes
my heart shakes a resounding no

Monday, August 3, 2009

pain

can you see the pain in my eyes?
can you feel the tears soon to fall?
do you know what it's like to hide?
can you feel what i feel at all?

i draw away, in fear i pull back
keeping me safe, keeping my heart
away from the danger, so love do i lack
lost in a desert, i thirst, fall apart

Sunday, August 2, 2009

sew

when my mind is burdened
many thoughts within
take a piece of parchment
pull out a pen

drawing like a needle
pulling ink like thread
leave a mark of many words
don't leave things unsaid

leave a picture pretty
or complicated be
of sorrow, sad, or gladness
let thread be heart to see

a mark on former fresh is made
a permanence is sought
just speak the thoughts inside of you
and sew yourself a thought

Friday, July 17, 2009

fire

a fire burning
burning
on the horizon
churning
melting and eating
the light pricks my eyes
like needles
flames lick at timbers
hungry
reaching for sky
for escape
running

drive faster
the fire is coming

Saturday, July 4, 2009

of a rainstorm

sky is weeping

sorrow falls liquid

drops of

suffering

falling

down

shelter me

seclusion beneath

hold me close

away from sadness

tears

of

hope

rain

down

my love

Friday, June 26, 2009

open wound

clouds torn
the skin of the earth
rent like so much parchment

and we
the blood of the earth
will we fly off its face
and seep through the open wound
into the night sky?

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

window

a window in the clouds to see
the blue of day
and light of sky

highlight the green of hills
white of clouds
light of life

let the sun through

the hand of God shines
through rain laden clouds

Thursday, June 11, 2009

paint

behind my painted eyes
my soul
wipe the tears away
the paint comes off
you can see into my soul

Friday, June 5, 2009

Seeds

When I was born, I was very small. A tiny thing.
God and His angels came to my bedside to present me with birthday gifts.
The angels lined up, giving me
angel kisses
words of love
guardianship
wisdom
kindess
many things
God came last with a handful of packages, bags of different sizes, and each with a name.
"These I give to you," He said, "Use them wisely.
"Some satchets have but one life, and some will never be empty
"but it is up to you to use them."
And so my birthing day was done
Happy parents held me close, friends gathered round in celebration.
Meanwhile, the still small me pondered God's gift.

I looked through the packets, examining every one.
Some had but one seed in them. Some were stuffed full. Some had seeds of different colors and shapes.
I turned to find a shelf of shovels, gloves, watering cans, and a book labeled "How to Garden"
So I took up a shovel and dug several small, sloppy holes
and planted one seed from each satchet
and labeled each little pile of dirt
Kindness
Patience
Virginity
Love
Faithfulness
Health
and many others.
From the ones with many seeds, i thought carefully and chose which was the prettiest.
And so I watered and weeded and waited for each to grow.

Some grew very quickly.
Happiness grew into a great bush with many berries on it.
Health waxed and waned, but I often could do nothing for it.
Yet the one that interested me most of all the packages was Love.
Love had the most varied seeds, and the most beautiful,
yet I was hesitant to plant some of them, for they were too pretty.

As I grew, so did the plants. I learned how to tend them, and when the fruit was best to pick.
I learned to keep them well and hale.
I learned when to plant more seeds.
I learned slowly, a little at a time.
The satchet labelled Love still intrigued me the most.
The last Love seed I planted for a long while was one blood red.
That day I think I heard the angels singing...
And soon I found but a few, and the most beautiful, Love seeds remaining.
The two I loved to look at most were the two most alike
One, which seemed almost to have a face on it, and the most beautiful color
And the other, almost identical yet different enough, and so intrigueing.

I treasured these for a long while

Yet as I grew and became an adult,
loneliness pulled at my heart.
I longed to plant those seeds, for I felt that the loneliness would ease
but I did not.
I didn't think it was time yet.

Until I met someone wonderful.
Someone intrigueing.
Someone whose face reminded me of that seed.
I wondered if it was time to plant that seed.

I asked my Father, and He said,
"It is yours to plant, child.
"Know that I will be with you
"No matter what."
And so I pondered and pondered
and said to myself,
It might be time to plant this seed called Love.

Friday, April 24, 2009

crash

i don't know what to say
my mouth is frozen shut
my voice is stuck

i crashed into the wall
and now my heart is broke
my eyes, they won't stop
this never ending fount of sorrow

the doctor tells me
now my smile is fractured
and suddenly i think the rest is broken too

i lost my heart
this game is not fun anymore

i looked into the future
i didn't like what i saw
everything was unclear
i was afraid
terrified of the tears
the ones to fall from now til then

it feels like forever
but how long will it last?
sooner or later it will all fall apart
the world will crumble down
crash around our feet

Thursday, April 23, 2009

heartbeat

once upon a time there was a heartbeat
i knew it like my own
it went beat, beat, beat
like a softly ticking metronome
and it rocked me to sleep

but then i grew up
and i lost the sound
the softly ticking time
it left my head
it filled instead
with words and sound
and music and noise 
and chaos and stuff
and stuff

i missed that heartbeat
until i found another
another beat beat beat
that puts me at ease 
yet again, like long ago
i don't know it as well
but i like the sound
different, but the same
like a softly ticking metronome

and someday i hope
i hope i can give to
another tiny person
the gift of my heartbeat
the beat beat metronome
a softly ticking lullaby
to sing them to sleep
until they grow up
and find a new heartbeat

and so it goes

Thursday, March 26, 2009

ryan stiles' shoe

if Ryan Stiles' shoes
were any brighter blue
i fear i would go blind
my eyes would be maligned

and i would laugh and laugh
until my head popped off
and it would bounce around
draw on a stupid frown

upon the face of me
which is of course myself
and i would be with us
a threesome of renown

ridiculous, i know
and all because of shoe
so blue it me does blind
as it flies through my view

smile

my heart is spinning
up and down
back and forth
round and round
thoughts bounce round inside my head
i smile, frown, and smile again

and all for you, 
my love, my dear
my heart, it soars for you, i fear
yet fear is far from thought and mind
when i'm with you, 
your hand in mine

you make me smile, darling, soul
my head thrown back to laugh with you
i'm not afraid when here i stand
you make me brave, 
my dream come true

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

you

a bird can fly with wings on high
a fish soars through the ocean blue
and stuck to earth though i must be, 
yet soars my heart when i'm with you

Saturday, February 28, 2009

pieces

i'm torn apart
shredded to pieces
my heart was fine
now it's fallen to pieces

nothing left now
torn up from the inside
the pieces fly away
til the shell is empty inside

i hate this feeling
feeling without a heart
feeling without feeling
torn up without bleeding

i hate this crying
that i cannot explain
no more talk of sighing
now i'm full of pain

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

night sky

once upon a time
we were children staring at the sky
with great imaginations
of orion far away, holding a mighty bow
of leo lounging, or pouncing on some wayward beast
but now we are grown
no longer children
and now, holding your hand, 
we stare at the sky above
and know that orion is not standing in the sky far away
nor leo restiong in some distant copse
we wonder in great wonderment
at the breadth of the sky
and the distance of the stars
and in that moment, 
we call upon God
the creator of great orion, of leo
of breadth and depth
of this great night sky
and we say,
God, You are.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

wind

you take away my breath
you steal it from my mouth
and lock it up inside a box
and now i cannot breathe 
and now i suffocate
my throat is closed with ninety locks
my soul, it cannot move
my heart, it feels to break
the tears are falling into earth
the earth is swallowing
the pain is like to death
i fear i can endure no more
i am not breathing now
i think i never was
for memory from me is torn