Grant Us Peace

Grant Us Peace

I know how it feels
when the arrow pierces your skin
hits bone and goes deeper within
piercing the very soul.

I have cried out in anguish
throat raw with blood
choking in the blood
from remember what has been.

I have died a little
each time I realise
life doesn't get easier
because you will it so
or because you think you know
the heart of your most loved brethren.

I have woken
many nights
with blood shot-eyes
after seeing the mangled bodies
of innocent lambs
slaughtered just because of man and man.

I know of bone chilling things
that languishes without and within
of a trauma filled void
growing wider and deeper it seems.

I have tasted the petrifingly dark taste
of putrid flesh
as it melts away from the wasted.

So in this hour,
another dark moment a constant threat
that will be filled with many regret.
Grant us Peace!

Sun Stroke

Sun Stroke

Welling up -
ready to overflow...
The first gentle stokes
leaves me quiverying
deep,deep inside.

Then a gentle breeze caresses it
cools me down
and sets me off my feet.
I revel 
in the embrace
of each golden ring
chosen to give
and not receive
by whose touch I can live.

A flamming torch lit to the heavens
what a lasting impression.
Never to be extinguished again.
As my eyes close from the pleasure 
and pain,
of the vermilion hue,
it reconstructs my view
that allows me now to pursue
the Joy from that first stroke.

Fill Me Up

Fill Me Up

I stop at the well
parched,
too week to lift my basket
i rest against it.
Just a drop
of hope renewed
to wake me from deep sleep.
I have gone grey 
before my time
parched
near dust.
Here I know
no prince charming to wake me up.
I need no dare-devil
to shake me awake.
What I need is to be filled!
Filled with love, laughter and life.
I need you to pour into me
all the good around you that you see
touch, taste and feel.
Fill me up
so I will thirst no more.

You, Looking Back at You.

You, Looking Back at You

You
I see you.
I know what you did
what you believed was true:
"Thoughts become things"
"Your power is in your thoughts"
"thoughts create futures"
"see what you want".

You felt you needed
to live this new age
but they defeated you
left you enraged
when you could not create the page
to write your new name on.

So you drifted
saw everyone else who was gifted
with a purpose
and a way
they seemed okay
but you did not.

Take a good look now
now that you're back
look at you
accept you
and move on in peace.

So Much Love to Give

So Much Love to Give

She has so much love
to give to the world
stored up in her basket.
But the world refused it.
So she sent it down the stream
to protect it
from the evil inside of all a we.
She said "Momma River 
take care of it,
and send it back whole".
So much love to give
to the whole damned world.

She divined the stars and moon
journeyed with the Sun
and fought many a mansoons
to find that love basket.
She even stopped at the dreaded Poison Ivy
to ask her the way.

 Now she stands on the head of Goliath
silently,
calmly,
observing all before her to guide the way.


A New Dawn

A New Dawn

Tremulously 
tentativly
cautiously
hope appears
beaten back by the lean years.

Unsupported by strong roots
it still shoots
strong in heart
a stubborn will
survival an unsung skill.

Hope marches on, 
running 
jumping
higher
refusing to die.

Final Thoughts

Final Thoughts

Any final words today?
Any way to beat this rain
as I go my way?
Do you have words of wisdom 
after skimming off the scum
off your system?
Now that you see the light
lend me your shades
or does it fade
with time?
I will let you speak - 
but one more question.

Was it worth it?