There is No Seat I stood at the door looking for the shore to lay my anchor down. I see the warmth directed everywhere, but there is none for me. I peek inside rooted at the threshhold and see, all of those chairs looking back at me. But there is no seat avaliable for me, and like that one tremulous dew drop I quiver, cold, alone. I turn the way I came,looked back at this once familar and loved scene. I cannot stay. I must find my chair out there.
Tag: seeing things differently
i said i love you
i said i love you i said i love you but not how strong right now i love you but not all the day long. must i lie pretend to be shy and give you a teddy for you to wear on your sleeves? i said i love you but not that much to give up and flush all of my dreams as small as they seem to follow your highlight reel. I said I love you take it or leave to make room then for someone who believes.
Sister, are you okay?
Sister, are you okay? Sister, are you okay? We are praying for you, we did not see you with your husband today what happened? Did he cheat on you? Or did you leave willingly? God knows all, better days to come. Sister, are you okay? Today you did not look so good. We are use to everything in place but today there was a strand or two astray. This is your testing, we all must face. Sister, are you okay? We just mean well, let us come to your home to make sure everything - no we are just helping! Gettng in your business just a necessary evil. Sister? Sister? Wait, she hang up!
What Not to Say
What Not to Say It's funnny how you go intending to show you much you care. You trample the fragile grass of hope, left in reserve for a time when hope is scarce. "Sorry for your loss" is tossed like a sauce that stings an empty soul. A tear forced here, cracked voice there that offers no warmth to those now left in the cold. "So how did he die?" A dagger in the heart, a fresh wound bleeds with each uttered breath. Maybe next time you will get the report that pays for the salt you carried for treating the wounds. "I will talk to you then." A promisory note that brings us to the end of a most difficult talk.
Did It Leave Me?
Did It Leave Me? Blue black breath I stand on this desserted trek waiting Wondering, will it come? Has it gone? Will I have another chance if it has? Aimeless back and forth I go. Only the black shadows friend or foe? I do not know. I stand a pawn of Time lacking vision my only crime. Have I already been condemned? Frozen. will I find a friend to help me back on track? I stand rooted, waiting. Can you tell me, if it is gone that way will it come back?
The Monster Inside
The Monster Inside It lurks at the very edge waiting breathing heavily hoping that one bad choice will be made; avalanche. Then it leaps through the air teeth bare, a vicious monster aiming for the jugular.
Greed
Greed Our downfall is greed sprinkled with the need to be seen as prosperous. We consume our way into the grave making the mistake that having more means you're a success, oh no, you are a slave on the product line of progress.
