Sep 19 2009
The old days are gone
and maybe that’s good
We can all walk away
find new compass
plot new course
learn new country
conquer new life
Leave the suitcase
of Hurt
at the curb
for someone who
needs the wounds
Create new recipes
for daily woes
let the water run
find a new level
learn to float again
and discover
that Life goes on
copyright 2009
Sep 08 2009
I can never forget
and I won’t
If the bells stop chiming
I won’t forget
If the names stop being read
I won’t forget
If the headlights stop shining
I won’t forget
If flags are set ablaze while
people dance in the streets
I won’t forget
If everyone forgets
I won’t forget
I promise.
copyright 2009
dedicated to all the victims of September 11th – to those whom we lost and those who were left to carry the loss.
Sep 03 2009
Sometimes it’s just
about me
Not you
or her
or him
or anyone else
just me
Just this
ten car pile-up
I call my life
Just the acid
eating away at my stomach
Just my fear
of what shit
will come tomorrow
Who said what
to whom
about what they said
to so and so
and the outfit they
wore while doing it
doesn’t hit my radar
Healthcare plans
evil politicians
The neighbor’s new
car
What I had
for dinner last night…
I got nothin’
World events
weather conditions
mating rituals of
exotic, endangered species
Not paying attention.
Because
sometimes it’s just
about me
copyright 2009
Sep 01 2009
Thoughts fly ahead
of my grasp
I flail in shiftless
winds
that tumble me
down tuneless tunnels
Blink against
an angry sun
The whispers echo
a distant hurt
with neither face
nor name
The circle encloses
in the beyond
and I watch from
the edge
Chattering teeth
shivering soul
and the darkness
comes
to eat the Moon
but her spirit
glides past
and she colours
the dawn with
greens and violets
Her sweet song
coaxes the sky
to Open
and I am reBorn
copyright 2009
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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