Like the rich color found in the ocean as you head out to the horizon
Like the night as you look between the twinkle of stars into space
Like the endless darkness enveloped by iris in eyes you stare into
Like the sinking in your stomach when you miss someone you love
This is where I sit, though on the floor, anchored to carpet and lights on around me
My thoughts sink deeper inside my head, swimming, soaring, staring, and sinking
I don't worry about when someone will pull me out
The emotions are raw here, but unexpressed, simply understood
I think about lessons learned, people met, loves lost, greater loves found
I wonder of the future and where it will lead, what it means, who I am
These ideas swarm around me like dragonflies, flapping and swishing
But I sit still, feeling the motion of the earth beneath me, the time moving through me
Life being lived around me, though mine seems to have slowed to a pause
In this pause I breathe, empty yet full.
September 28, 2013
September 26, 2013
From the room
The shadow has lifted
The fog has blown by
The muck and the grime
Have been washed, set to dry
The door is left open
Nothing left there to hide
The window is cracked
The light shines on the tile
The Savior is smiling
He is holding me near
As we walk from this room
Into a world wiped of fear
The fog has blown by
The muck and the grime
Have been washed, set to dry
The door is left open
Nothing left there to hide
The window is cracked
The light shines on the tile
The Savior is smiling
He is holding me near
As we walk from this room
Into a world wiped of fear
To my official friend
My friend lives far away
Today I miss him so
The distance seems much longer
The longer on we go
I don't know when we'll meet again
I don't know how or why
I do know that in missing him
I laugh and sometimes cry
I'm writing him this poem
Because sometimes I suck
At telling people how I feel
So today, my friend, you're in luck
I hope that when you read this
A smile comes to your face
And that somehow these words I write
Will feel like my embrace
I'm glad we have our friendship
Though others don't understand
A heavenly friendship on earth
Just gives us the upper hand
So even though I'm having a good time
With the man that I love more and most
Just know that in all this I miss you
And I love you even more than french toast
Today I miss him so
The distance seems much longer
The longer on we go
I don't know when we'll meet again
I don't know how or why
I do know that in missing him
I laugh and sometimes cry
I'm writing him this poem
Because sometimes I suck
At telling people how I feel
So today, my friend, you're in luck
I hope that when you read this
A smile comes to your face
And that somehow these words I write
Will feel like my embrace
I'm glad we have our friendship
Though others don't understand
A heavenly friendship on earth
Just gives us the upper hand
So even though I'm having a good time
With the man that I love more and most
Just know that in all this I miss you
And I love you even more than french toast
September 11, 2013
Caged Monster
Monster on the inside
Hands wrapped up in chains
Bars holding monster back
Trapped inside a cage
Owner walks over
Whip held in hand
Ready to be sure
Monster follows all demands
Cowering and shaking
Curled up on the floor
Monster whimpers softly
Hoping to be monster no more
But size and teeth will conquer
Perceptions will prevail
Monster will stay inside the cage
Growing older, sad, and frail
Hands wrapped up in chains
Bars holding monster back
Trapped inside a cage
Owner walks over
Whip held in hand
Ready to be sure
Monster follows all demands
Cowering and shaking
Curled up on the floor
Monster whimpers softly
Hoping to be monster no more
But size and teeth will conquer
Perceptions will prevail
Monster will stay inside the cage
Growing older, sad, and frail
August 15, 2013
More
I am more than my words
I am more than my body
I am more than my mind
I am more than my jokes
I am more than my works
I am more than my past
I am more than my present
I am more than my potential
I may feel less
But I am more
I am more than my body
I am more than my mind
I am more than my jokes
I am more than my works
I am more than my past
I am more than my present
I am more than my potential
I may feel less
But I am more
August 4, 2013
The Fight
On this dark battlefield I stand
Covered in deep shades of muddied blood
Standing as tall as I can bear
Eyes narrowed and focused
Staring into unrelenting sprays of arrows
They sink deep into the ground around me
They penetrate my armor through to skin
I grit my teeth and lift my chin higher
I march forward for those who fall
They stood by my sides
Chanting and chilled with expectant fears
The enemies cries were deafening in their ears
The dark shades that poured from them weakened their resolve
They fell to the cold soil and cried out
And now their cries are all I hear
They gripped at my arms
Tearing flesh as they dropped
But I must march on for them
Though my skin burns from their nails
Though my blood pumps past my skin
Though the night never may lift to dawn
I must stand tall and march on
August 1, 2013
Heartfelt Letter
Dear heart,
Heavy in my chest,
Pushing on my lungs,
Weighing down my step;
Be lifted soon.
Sincerely,
-Me
Heavy in my chest,
Pushing on my lungs,
Weighing down my step;
Be lifted soon.
Sincerely,
-Me
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