Tag Archives: #strength

PRAYER

WHAT faith
I have seen
from the young
to the elder
display a greatness
— in some
Empty have I been
myself
for many a year
— then some

My message
to the One:
I forgive myself
— please come
the lonely thing
within is weak
— it withers
without your Light
Such blessings I pray
— visit me
this day and stay forever
Amen…

:: 01-25-2014 ::


THE WALL

Today I faced
a wall in my way
but did not see
a barrier
Instead I saw
steadfast resolve

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LIFE BY NUMBERS

LOVE seeps into affairs
my sweet love…
Speaks in ancient words
sweet love
burns the rule book
— so be strong love
changes the world
and doesn’t paint
life by numbers
sweet love…

Who you want love
isn’t by any name
the tongue can’t speak
the feeling you have
so you’re going to have
to take the tiger
by its tail sweet love
and devour it’s heart
Love is a chore
for the strongest hearts

:: 01/22/2014 ::


THE GREAT ABSTINENCE

HOW I miss the touch
of tender flesh
loving eyes
such gentle kiss
But weak I was
before many born
and took my life
— emotional storm
But if I could
look back with eyes
or shout above
these screaming cries
to you say I would
— love life
live in love
whether pain or sorrow
for the living
— there’s always tomorrows

::01/05/2014::


FROM MADNESS AWAY!

WE purge yes we do
all of the poison
from last summers
festered boiling
conviction’s dagger
puncture-ooz

Say the sun does
sound too bright
and the bee’s buzz
— honey-laced kiss
gritty pout dirt
hug-lick my soul

I’ve only one last
ticket to alice’s hole
the last the rabbit stole
follow bravely me souls!
the grand adventure awaits
from madness away lets go!

:: 12-31-2013 ::


NOCTURNAL SONG

WHETHER such weeping
soothes an aching heart
that feather-feel upon
the breast so tender
matters for naught

Who knocks but tears
upon your cedar door
surely the reason
nocturnal singing
by Nightingales

Flow-bow wayside my dear
the reed who bends
against torrential winds
but never breaks her stem
romantic hearts eternally burn

:: 12/31/2013 ::


WHEN FEAR BROUGHT ME ROSES

I CUDDLED my emotions
when fear brought  me roses
and knew that such ways
— as me
can play an instrument
— psychosis

Simpler to just praise it all
the good and bad
— and sad and fears
an occasional bottle
— of broken tears
then to wrap it up
and embrace the birth of death
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SINGING SWAN SONG

YES there is a light
that bright light within
so warmly burning
eternally so warming

Yearning…

And so you catch a star
gently swinging from afar
and fall upon your head
— softly-bump your heart

And all your pennies falling
across a peppered-ground
tears so burning
— but not a sound

Dry-heaving sobs inside beating
fearful once it’s started…
and uncontrolled reeling
across the ground scattered feelings

But when it’s over – yes it shall
that inner strength releases
sunbeams of perpetual soul-light
and then shall you know —
the immortal soul you are…

unbreakable…
indisputably strong
unshakeable…
singing swan song      

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MEASURE OF A MAN

The measure of a man — not in his salary
In fact his currency is determined in fortitude…
pain and diversity being the true benchmark of maturity

The bedrock of conviction in his determination of decision
disallows the change of course by those who shout and defer
He is the oak tree that stands after torrential rains and wind

The measure of a man — not in height or fashionable wear
His walk tells the tale in sure stride and measured steps
Each footfall a thunderous testimony of his path in life

To those that know him praise the undying conviction of life
represented by his acts of compassion for love of family
God is his anchor and his ship sails the vast ocean of ‘Now’

The measure of a man — not in his house nor his title
but the little ones that gather at his feet at day’s end
and a loving woman that understands she is his reason to live
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