Saying this out loud.
Thursday, December 10th, 2009they must have been tiny
they who stole what’s mine
one day I woke up
and everything was fine
i went to sleep
and dreamt
and woke
and slept
and broke
one through infinity
clogged and unclean
no, i wont let you
know what i mean
there’s both
at the same time
too much and too little
there’s neither
either
hope
or despair
it hurts
you know
to go on like this
to breathe
and walk
and sigh
and be
and all [...]
First Cinquain Ever
Monday, December 7th, 2009Challenges
They hurt
We still strive
Sometimes we lose sight
Attainment
HE moves us faster
Sunday, December 6th, 2009I just can’t feel it.
Not like this, not now, not yet
This is not complete.
my mind needs more bananas
Sunday, November 29th, 2009give these eyes their life back
their torches dim and tire
tie me up and light me
martyr me with fire
House (we’re in this together.)
Saturday, November 28th, 2009we’re in this together.
belly.
ache.
goodness sake.
easy,
steady,
wasn’t ready.
bitter.
sweet.
remember what’s beneath your feet.
earth.
rocks.
listen to him when he talks.
breathe.
look.
open up. read the book.
tremble.
shiver.
just accept. he will deliver.
relax.
slide.
shrug off all that heavy pride.
be.
wherever.
we’re in this together.
We Have Time. (We have time. We have time!)
Thursday, November 19th, 2009We wrote these words when we were afraid of what it meant to be loved unconditionally.
Commit to it
Friday, November 6th, 2009You make me smile.
I feel slighted by language.
Nothing comes out full.
None of these add up, but they’re there.
Wednesday, November 4th, 2009Please just hold me, squeeze me, heal me
utilize your skill
kiss me, sew me, close me, seal me
breathe through me and make me still
I want to see with the eyes of a child again
and love without knowledge of pain.
I want to marvel, once more, at the mystery
of things like lightning and rain
I want back the pure [...]
Stepping stones
Sunday, November 1st, 2009Are we not
just the things
we
think
(fear)
we might just be?
Wherein lies the problem?
Where is the source?
We are the master, we are the piece.
We are afraid to remember.
Wake us up. Wake us up. Wake us up.
I know why the wolf howls.
Ohaiku
Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009Pressing my way home
I’m testing out the water,
Sinking into love.
Planning to not plan has fallen through. Go figure. I’m still following my heart with reckless abandon. Interesting. It’s gotten me into so much juicy trouble, brought me so many tears, taken up so much time, and felt only perfect.
These posts have [...]