Smile Through Them Tears Yes, I know it hurts, I know you are raw from being beaten too long and too much. I know you are stiff already set in the grave your lips refuse to move when you are at the edge of the cliff. I know the rain has left you to gallivant somewhere else to bless and bring success to somebody else. I know you can't stop them anymore. So cry if you want to let it flow down and cover your view of possibilities. Get it all out, who knows, it may stop the drought and the doubts. Then maybe you can go about the business you came here to do.
Category: Poetry Corner
Touch
Touch Do you feel me and now do you know me? I tingle brought awake - no! Do not withdraw you are my dopamine, you are mine for all time and the horrors of the wasteland will never encroach here. Like sleeping beauty you have stirred me awake and now I need you. Do not forsake me. Please feel me and see me and know that I am me. I can only come alive when you touch me.
Shame of Pride
Shame of Pride
I hang my head in shame
a shame milady.
Beaten by the truth.
Pride.
The deadlest of all sins.
Hubris leads me to my nemesis.
No it's not a good thing
I now fear looking within
my very soul is in the balance
waiting at the gallows.
I must pull it back
and cage this monster that sits atop my head.
Who is greater than God?
No man!
Today I will learn
that i am not.
To think otherwise
will set you down low.
Instead I must cling to my shipwrecked raft
drifting
praying to be saved.
I must be saved from drowining.
I have not choice
with Pride I carry the shame of Icarus.
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!
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.
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