I needed a hero
instead
I got a gutter snipe
water fountain pipper
a Judas
whom Jesus
would refuse.
I needed a Champion
instead I got Goliath
making a show
strength in its big toe
felled by Niobe COmplex.
I looked for a hero
met only the knife's kiss
twisted
it cried in vengeful bliss
as I bled out
a broken heart.
But at the crucial moment
when the hazy sun set its head
a hand caught me
back from the dead
whispered urgently
"my child
awake
arise
there is more for you yet!"
Tag: seeing things clearly
Wine of Astonishment
A stolen truth hidden
sudenly revealed into a knowing
exposed
divulged
admitted
a truth not hidden
the wine of astonishment
a blinding light
on that road of no return
to hunger no more
no more to thirst
only leaves for healing.
I will not be defeated
the sun will not burn
only cool water
bursting through
reclaiming its path
no sorrow to drown in
only a spring well eternal
All praise be
Alpha and Omega
so let it be
it is done
amen
Peopleing is Hard!
It’s a landmine out here! Anywhere you turn there a traps waiting to blow up in your face. It does not matter how articulate you sound or good your intentions, if people want to be offended they are gonna be offended no matter what. Imagine trying to live this life that’s hard enough already by being life and then having to evaluate, reconsider, reconfigure every word you say. When you mind was in the laundry mat newly minted and someone comes drags you down into the gutter of their deep dark obsessions. What can you do?
Maybe, I need time to consider what my role has been. Did I have unrealistic expectations or did I contribute to the situations that leave me feeling completely singe? It could be that we take things too seriously and we must stop being hyper-focused on how people are and look inwardly and work on being the best “me” that we can be. It is easy to complain about what everyone is doing or not doing but it’s harder to work not seeing someone else’s bile of trash and not clear out the one we have compiled. We too are a part of the people and their might be those who see us as difficult and hard. So what do we say about this? We may ask for grace but we too need to give it. Especially to that one person, who by their very appearance cause our blood to rage within us – because we know what they are about. Alas, those people cannot be avoided unless we decide to go live on a deserted island.
I remember being young and deciding I wanted to be a nun to avoid people, people hurt and people disappointment. I then decided that being a nun would be boring so maybe living on an island would do the tick! Yet, here I am still among people trying to navigate the slippery landmines that come from arrogance, stubbornness ignorance and perpetual anxiety. So what to do? Maybe it’s time to withdraw, declutter some stuff, throw out the garbage and come again stronger.
Hic!
Hic!
Hic! -
Blast it man -
Hic!
everytime -
Hic!
Tired -
Hic!
All day
everyday
along the way
stretching into forever...
Burrp!
Burrp!
A whiff of a swoosh and swoosh!
Uncomfortable as heck!
but what relieve!
Right under the heart
what release,
sweet release.
Then quiet calm...
Yesterdays
each day I lose my yesterdays -
each day I rejoice.
For what are they
but chains that drag?
Backward
going nowhere.
I've seen things -
harsh things.
Heard venomous silences
beaten by suspicion
castrated by indifference.
Each day I forget my yesterday -
sweet blessed release;
so,
I can embrace today...
Goodbye for Now
Careless words
cause offense
"I am sorry"
too late.
In a moment
my friend
a shifting
a turning away
gone.
All the wonderful yesterdays
a breaking away
maybe for the best.
I am sorry.
Not again..
Now I retreat
into myself
deeper still
silence.
Not you
but me
I think
time for full retreat
I am sorry...
Taking Stock
I was walking
going bout ma business
when the devil
interrupt me
threaten me
try to kick
away ma feet
but a shift
swing
and counter him
the ol' serpent try
but belly flop and die
humilation his only success...
