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Nullity

This news this weekend has been filled with nothing but death….3 police officers in Pittsburgh shot a killed by a nutcase. A loose cannon mass murders innocents in NY State. A California father kills all of his children. My mind cannot process this kind of stuff….I wrote this poem as a way of expressing what I don’t understand.

NULLITY

An unloved soul languishes, void of importance.

A slow death of misadventure.

An agrever of the heart,

Imposes torrents of pain.

Thin skin thirsts to be quenched.

 Who will assuage the yearning?

From cradle to grave…obscure.

Rarely seen, never noticed.

One…alone…forsaken

From flesh to dust 

Who will care or remember?

Silent pain, whispered cries….

Dark slumber .

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Pictures in a tree

Black and white snapshots,

Frozen in time—

A pinafore dress,

Braids neatly aligned.

Tears rim her eyes,

A lonely girl’s face.

Why does your heart ache?

Run, child, embrace grace.

A child on a swing,

Posing on cue.

“Say cheese, look this way!”

But a bee finds her too.

Gold lockets dangle,

Blue pools stare through.

A picture of perfection,

Still, not enough for you.

Search high and low,

A faint light will gleam.

The heart may be wounded,

Yet the spirit redeems.

Discarded, forgotten,

Thrown to the curb.

No value assigned,

Yet something stirs.

Tears fall from heaven,

Cold hands, frozen still.

The little girl waits,

Alone on the hill.

Raindrops, raindrops,

Wash it away.

Grant her the freedom

To truly play.

“Oh, Daddy, oh Mommy,

The price I have paid.

A woman now rising,

I’m finding my way.”

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Today I am here

Yesterday I was there.

Tomorrow I will be somewhere

 

Today I was sad

Yesterday I was too

Tomorrow I will be better

 

Today I was closer

Yesterday I was further

Tomorrow I will be closer still

 

Today I was regrouping

Yesterday I was saying good-bye

Tomorrow I will continue on

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Choices

 

 

Focus

Achieve 

 

Let Go

Receive peace

 

Hold Tight

Invite misery

 

Play dodge with past

Die

 

Live in the present

Grow

 

Look to the Future

Hope

 

Is it important?

Maybe not, maybe so.

 

Seek growth

Flourish

 

Remain still

Restrict the mind

 

Positive

Negates negative

 

Hate

Surrenders  power

 

Grudges

Take energy

 

Forgiveness

Set us free

 

 

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He Makes Me Strong

When on I am set upon my knees,

Weak and vulnerable, I am at my strongest.

 

When the human power I was born with

Fails me, it is then I am at my strongest.

 

When I am pained with a broken heart

Or judged for heartless acts, I am at my strongest.

 

My strength is not born of my own will

Nor it is given as a prize.

 

When I humble myself before God,

And surrender the will of my desires, 

I am the strongest I have ever been.

 

I am not strong in body or mind,

It is in my spirit where my strength exists.

 

He strengthens with love,

Promises to walk with me,

And never abandon me

 

When I am at my weakest, 

He guides and encourages me,

Because He knows I am unable to do it alone.

 

His power, His strength

They become mine.

Not because I have earned them but,

Because I have placed faith in Him.

 

Yes, it is true that today, 

I stand as a tall aged oak.

Able to withstand the aches of my heart.

 

He is here, with me.

He resides in my heart,

His power, His strength

Give me the power to move on.

 

 

II Corinthians 12:9-10

 

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

 

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Breaking It Down

Waking from sleep one should feel refreshed.

I don’t

My mind, body and spirit  feel heavy with burden.

I am tired.

Pulverized into fine dust, lying in a pile that is set upon the ground.

I am without limbs.

Minus the extremities that give weight its balance.

Existing motionless.

I need a mold and a bounding agent, anything to hold me tight.

Direction, purpose, a cause.

My heart lies beating off to the side, the center of life survives.

There is hope.

Start at the center, work from the inside out.

Continue.

The rhythm, the pang, they talk to me.

Move ahead.

I am here because He, the Almighty willed it to be.

My will or His?

Where do I start? What tools do I use?

Be mindful.

I am forever a work in progress.

Under construction.

If I had one wish and could dare to ask at all.

It’s simple.

My wish would be just pray for me.

 

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