Thursday, August 01, 2013

A Sleepy Song

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Sleep sweet, my dear
For we have a lifetime of concerns
To weigh out tomorrow
Some dreams to dream
Some hopes to borrow
 
In your slumber
Learn to trust your heart once more
Dare to love again
Open your hurting soul
Let me kiss away your pain
 
So you can sleep in peace
Never in fear of the constant judgment
Now being very respected
Being seen as valuable
No longer being rejected
 
I touch your face as you sleep
And so diligently, I pray for your heart
That all the hurts from the past
And those things that haunt you
Would fade away at last
 
And I pray for myself
That I would somehow be worthy of your love
Not listening to cluttering noise
Always guarding our bond
Keeping out that which destroys
 
So sleep my love
And I will as well cuddled up so close
Gone is any anxiety or fear
As you dream tonight in peace
Knowing I love you, my dear
 
 

Waiting for Trust











 
It was real,
In a sick sort of way.  I won’t deny that.
It worked hard to destroy me
But I begged the Lord to save me.
 
He answered me,
Through every minute of my days and hours,
Piece by piece he worked hard to heal me
The process nearly killed me twice.
 
Then I found you.
I’m sorry that I don’t fully understand being loved.
Yet, for me, it was no work to love you
But I want you to be sure.
 
I don't want to scare you.
I sometimes think my past coats me with tar
And it’s hard work for you to trust
So I try not to let it hurt me.
 
Because I know
It would not be fair to expect you to trust,
With my past and the past that worked hard to destroy you,
So I understand your fear.
 
For that reason, I will wait
Until you constantly catch me being faithful,
And see me working hard to guard our love.
I believe it’s worth the wait.

Because you are worth the wait.

Emptiness Filled


There's a room in my heart
     Called loneliness.
There I spend my time;
Busy and active, I fill my day
Letting chaos litter my mind.
 
Meetings and spreadsheets,
     They define me,
But only as a way to run
So I don't have to admit to myself
This is a battle that cannot be won.
 
The vacuum in my soul
     Draws me deeper.
Constantly I feel the choke-hold
As it steals the air I take in
And the silence keeps secrets untold.
 
Breathless I beg,
     "Please save me...
Don't let me die alone."
I hear no reply and feel hopeless.
My plea echoes... and then it's gone.
 
Then one day He whispers, "Child,
     Come to me."
Angry, but hungry, I do.
Full of shame and hurt, I say,
"I don't want any more rules; just You."
 
He holds me sweet and gentle.
     Hope fills me.
Together we begin the plan
Of making big and small repairs inside me.
All the while He's holding my hand.
 
How easy He makes it seem
     Out of love.
Now I look back and try to measure.
What I gave up was just garbage,
And replaced it all with treasure.
 
Accepted - no more to hurt
     I'm a vessel
Full of love; not hate and pain.
Learning to earnestly love others,
Never to be alone again.
 
 
 

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Stare Out at the Sea




Like a wet bench on a lonely boardwalk
As the sun begins to set low
You and I, we barely talk
And empty is the love we knew
So long ago.

So I wander down the boardwalk,
I sit here on the bench.
Stare out into the bay
Wondering if I’ll ever find my way.
Are you happy to be gone
Right there in the room?
I just want
To find my way back to you.

The division is sharp like a knife,
I’m not going to plea.
You and I, you were my life
Now rejection is the message
You send me.

So I wander down the boardwalk,
I sit here on the bench.
Stare out into the bay
Wondering if I’ll ever find my way.
Are you happy to be gone
Right there in the room?
I just want
To find my way back to you.

We drifted apart and now
I cannot find the bridge to you.
You and I, I think we are gone.
I lay here alone and wonder
What will I do?

I get up and wander down the boardwalk,
I sit here on the bench.
Stare out into the bay
Wondering if I’ll ever find my way.
Are you happy to be gone
Right there in the room?
I just want
To find my way back to you.

I stare out at the sea,
I stare out at the sea,
Wondering if you will ever want
To find your way back to me.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Waiting and Waiting


Counting and counting,
as if that will help the time pass.
The waiting and waiting
makes me just want to get up
walk away and not return -
But I have to stay and find out.

Pacing and pacing,
as if my walking will bring the answer.
Figiting and figiting
doesn't solve anything.
I'll just have to be patient.
This will all be a memory one day.

The Last Remaining Aster Flower

The Last Remaining Aster Flower

Posses me like the very last flower
For one gentle, fleeting hour.
When my beauty is vivid and clear,
Smell the fregrance while I'm near.

Then when time takes me away,
Let your tears fall on that day.
Steal away to mend and heal
Grieve the loss, the pain you feel.

When the clock has ticked once more
Let your feet then find the floor.
Walk one step, then two, and three.
Restore your heart, but remember me.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

My Simplest Pleasures

My simplest pleasures

My simplest pleasures are
A friend who sends me a birthday card
The peace of the color green
Knowing my puppy only cuddles with me

The joy in an infant’s eye
The laugh of my lover & knowing why
Touching fabric and feeling the weave
Knowing God’s a friend that will never leave.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Unexplained, She's Just Gone


I lay in bed sleepless tonight
As I ache for my love lost.
A love that was my very world,
And now I can find her nowhere.

The air tonight is restless,
Upsetting leaves and small twigs,
Battering them against my window,
Making certain I don’t slumber.

Then I hear a kindred soul,
A coyote in the dark and distance;
A long, low, lonesome call
Searching for his lost love.

I can see it now; the rain last month
Caused a mudslide as she hunted.
Her last thoughts were of him,
Then the soil burried her - just gone.

Is that the same for me, I wonder.
Where is my woman, my lover?
Fear floods me. Is she hurt, is she dead?
Our last touch was tender and sweet.

For two weeks now we've searched
I don't recall the last time I ate.
I'd be out there now, but exhaustion
Melts the marrow from my bones

"Why can't we find her?" I ask my pillow.
I loved that woman from deep inside my soul.
Brother beyond, I wish I could join you
In that long, lonesome, grieving howl.

Monday, April 13, 2009

A Line-Storm Song


The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift.
The road is forlorn all day,
Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,
And the hoof-prints vanish away.
The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee,
Expend their bloom in vain.
Come over the hills and far with me,
And be my love in the rain.

The birds have less to say for themselves
In the wood-world's torn despair
Than now these numberless years the elves,
Although they are no less there:
All song of the woods is crushed like some
Wild, earily shattered rose.
Come, be my love in the wet woods, come,
Where the boughs rain when it blows.

There is the gale to urge behind
And bruit our singing down,
And the shallow waters aflutter with wind
From which to gather your gown.
What matter if we go clear to the west,
And come not through dry-shod?
For wilding brooch shall wet your breast
The rain-fresh goldenrod.

Oh, never this whelming east wind swells
But it seems like the sea's return
To the ancient lands where it left the shells
Before the age of the fern;
And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.

Robert Frost

Monday, March 09, 2009

Sandman Girl


shhhhh... I'm creeping in so slow
into your dream-state
into your room
into your heart
into your head
into your soul
to see if you know
how much I love you

I'm telling you so soft
whispering your name
telling you the same
as I did last time
that you are mine
all the time

I'm touching your face
watching your breath
it comes, then goes
my lips on yours
I breathe for you
go into your soul
into your heart
to see if you know
how much I love you

I'm telling you so soft
whispering your name
telling you the same
as I did last time
that you are mine
all the time