the Night a graceful dancer;
the sky her crystal ballroom.
the Day she dips,
down to the horizon,
and the sunset is their tango
her fingers reach to cool the ground
but not the heart of a summer reveler
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
you make me forget my name
you disarm me...
unhinge me,
the "oneness"
infringing
you make me forget my name
your nearness
is warm breath,
gentleness,
open eyes,
a soft kiss.
you make me forget my name
the window holds your silhouette
enframed by the sun's last rays
my heart does a leap, then a pirouette
and then becomes ablaze.
you make me forget my name
unhinge me,
the "oneness"
infringing
you make me forget my name
your nearness
is warm breath,
gentleness,
open eyes,
a soft kiss.
you make me forget my name
the window holds your silhouette
enframed by the sun's last rays
my heart does a leap, then a pirouette
and then becomes ablaze.
you make me forget my name
Friday, January 9, 2009
adrift,
weightless,
sore.
did you cut me loose,
or did i?
fragile,
still failing,
i go.
are these my tears,
or did you really cry?
weightless,
sore.
did you cut me loose,
or did i?
fragile,
still failing,
i go.
are these my tears,
or did you really cry?
Sunday, December 28, 2008
my iron axhead
Friday, December 5, 2008
...and that one-horse open sleigh
there's a small-town smile,
a gift from a stranger
a bell jingle on the door handle,
and a baby in the manger.
maybe there's no snow,
maybe there's no presents,
maybe you're working overtime
and debt is the season's essence.
but bigger than the Christmas tree
in the center of the city,
and bigger still than the lump you feel
as you swallow back self-pity...
is the Hope that grows
like nobody knows
Because of the baby named
Jesus.
a gift from a stranger
a bell jingle on the door handle,
and a baby in the manger.
maybe there's no snow,
maybe there's no presents,
maybe you're working overtime
and debt is the season's essence.
but bigger than the Christmas tree
in the center of the city,
and bigger still than the lump you feel
as you swallow back self-pity...
is the Hope that grows
like nobody knows
Because of the baby named
Jesus.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Perseverance when observed in action,
Elicits from us inspired
Responses, which are
Strong
Enough to
Void
Earlier
Regrettable
Attitudes, and
Nudge laziness aside as we set out to
Conquer our great
Enemy: Self.
Elicits from us inspired
Responses, which are
Strong
Enough to
Void
Earlier
Regrettable
Attitudes, and
Nudge laziness aside as we set out to
Conquer our great
Enemy: Self.
Friday, October 31, 2008
on this side of Heaven
sitting up, spitting up
learning how to stand.
saying words you've always just heard,
that now you understand.
sleepovers, and pillowfights,
discovering your dreams...
learning how to ride a bike
and playing on softball teams
first love, first kiss
first time you say goodbye
first chance to make right what's wrong
first time you selflessly cry.
may you be all He ever dreamed you'd be
on this side of Heaven
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