On being sick
Monday, August 31st, 2009Sometimes we face tests in the form of gross sickness but to smile and to bless takes a weight off of your chest. At first I felt defeated; the answer was not greeted with the joy that it so needed, for I was too conceited and my soul call wasn’t heeded. This feeling is [...]
The dragon, the griffin, and the Phoenix
Monday, August 24th, 2009The road was treacherous. Broken. Thin…
The straight parts crooked,
The wide parts thin.
The dragon of pride and the griffin of weakness clashed an epic tempest.
I did not give in.
Neither one could win.
The dark and dreary, often weary, sometimes cheery — but always the parts that fear me — those chambers in my [...]
I am a human
Thursday, July 2nd, 2009Because I am human
I seem to perceive
this life as just linear
and “me” as just me
because I am human
I try to believe
in words like, “I’m okay.”
and, “please let me be.”
because I am human
the distance seems far
between where we will be
and already are
because I am human
Hmh… privacy
a concept I cherish
and guard jealously
because I am human
I mourn at [...]
A Poem (meta)phor Me!
Monday, June 29th, 2009The hunger pangs ache
Sustenance is plentiful
Why do I not eat?
Have Another Slice
Saturday, November 29th, 2008Hello World. I am sitting down on the last day of my Thanksgiving Break and have decided in an attempt to get back into the habit of regularly updating Rumbelow, I shall sit down and write a poem. Usually I edit and that sort of stuff, but this one is going to be [...]
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