Sunday, October 16, 2011

"when I'm with you I feel like I could die and that would be all right"

to know you
to be buried
to burn
and to drown
what is
monstrous and empty
will be made
inundated and glorious

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

"hope is a thing with feathers that perches in the soul"

See hope float
It is suspended in the air
Dandelion fluff, wishes,
a star, prayers
or the loose down
from your winter coat
When you fly my way
My heart takes to the skies
It nests in my throat

Friday, July 8, 2011

a tapestry of life

i'm numb
pins and needles
so sew me with sorrows
a patchwork of pain
hem me with hardship
weave my wonders and dreams
let it unfold beneath the upsets;
a taking tapestry
thread me through
with yearning for YWHW

Thursday, July 7, 2011

when will i know?

And how is maturity measured?

Is it weighed in wisdom?

Counted in the keys we keep?

Learned through love lost?

Is it in the newly known nubile?

Grasped through generations?

Summed up in scars of survival?

When will I know?