When I believe I know in advance
what is significant, I look for that,
forget to observe what you do and say,
ingnore the essence of your message
dismiss as trivial your most precious truth.
Written for Poets United Vice / Versa where the antonyms to be used are trivial/significant and observe/ignore
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
Demarcation
Twenty six years ago this moment,
you opened your blue eyes
looked up at me and died.
It was that simple.
You died.
I lived.
It was that simple
That moment sliced my life
clear from the future we planned,
Stranded me alone on uncharted ground.
you opened your blue eyes
looked up at me and died.
It was that simple.
You died.
I lived.
It was that simple
That moment sliced my life
clear from the future we planned,
Stranded me alone on uncharted ground.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Case for Forgiveness
I have hurt you.
You have hurt me.
It will happen again,
Only with remorse,
Only with forgiveness,
Can human love hold.
You have hurt me.
It will happen again,
Only with remorse,
Only with forgiveness,
Can human love hold.
Luxury
Lack stiffens back.
Proud masks shame
covers hurt, shuts heart..
Abundance opens.
Humble is luxury
allowed by love.
This was written for Poets United Vice / Versa where the antonyms to use were humble / proud & abundance / lack.
Proud masks shame
covers hurt, shuts heart..
Abundance opens.
Humble is luxury
allowed by love.
This was written for Poets United Vice / Versa where the antonyms to use were humble / proud & abundance / lack.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Hard Night's Wait
What will be will be.
What is, is. 12:21 A.M.
No phonecall, email,
No posts on Facebook.
No news of recovery
after surgery. No news.
No word, No tears. Nothing.
Silence feeds dark thoughts.
Silence makes for a
hard night's wait.
What is, is. 12:21 A.M.
No phonecall, email,
No posts on Facebook.
No news of recovery
after surgery. No news.
No word, No tears. Nothing.
Silence feeds dark thoughts.
Silence makes for a
hard night's wait.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
In My Office
Hot sun streams through stained glass branches,
cooled from bright white to soothing green.
I rest in leather chair, worn to my shape
by hours of stories heard, told, remembered .
Four generations of books build coocoon,
muffle sound, soothe, remind, inform.
Crystals, feathers, paintings done by friends,
journals, knitting needles, unworked yarn.
Peace, memory, possibility surround me.
cooled from bright white to soothing green.
I rest in leather chair, worn to my shape
by hours of stories heard, told, remembered .
Four generations of books build coocoon,
muffle sound, soothe, remind, inform.
Crystals, feathers, paintings done by friends,
journals, knitting needles, unworked yarn.
Peace, memory, possibility surround me.
Monday, June 25, 2012
To Starting Over
Urge to build is common enough.
Urge to destroy far too common.
Discipline to rebuild, rare, sacred.
Urge to destroy far too common.
Discipline to rebuild, rare, sacred.
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