Tingling nerves Sane desire Cloudy life Floating will Awake hot fire Me to a t. April 25, 2000 Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
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Fire on the moon
Like fire on the moon, I am consumed by desire. Denied love, my heart shrinks. Lying! Pinned by dreams. March 12, 2000 Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
Getting to know
Dating is difficult at any age. It is especially difficult for me because I’m an introvert. The older we get, we know a potential partner comes with baggage: children, debt, ex’s, for starters. We hold our breath with anxious dread waiting for the crazy to drop. I let someone get in my head and convinceContinue reading “Getting to know”
What is this?
Hands bleeding Head swimming Knees burning Pain Starving stomach Deprived heart Sweaty feet Dazed Today is? Where am I? What is my name? Help Sleep Food It is me. I feel better? Bath It is good to be back. Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s.Continue reading “What is this?”
Churched
My mom and I did go to church with my grandparents. When I was 9; something catastrophic happened in my spiritual life. Out of all the things my selective memory decided to hide from me; I remember that day. The pastor of our church was walking across our porch. “Odd,” I thought for him toContinue reading “Churched”
Empty Mantle
Empty mantle Stranger’s desire Winter warmth from touch-less cold Naked shadows dance In discarded candle light Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
Fighting with God
Genesis 32: 22-32 Your will shall prevail. Oh Lord, this is not easy. You have lifted a vail. This direction makes me queasy. Is this truly the path you wish me to follow? With Jacob you wrestled. Lord, I am terrified. In this sin, I wish not to wallow. I am relying on you toContinue reading “Fighting with God”
Reading too much
I’m one of those people that over think EVERYTHING. You patted my arm, what did that mean? Are people just allowed to be friendly any more? Most people are not touchy as they walk out the door. We are (after all) in the south. “It was good to see you,” flowed from your mouth. I’veContinue reading “Reading too much”
A Rose in Winter
Withering like a rose in winter, the crown of red dries and turns to dust. A stem so feeble a gentle wind could break it. Spring growing rain. Heat of summer. A gentle kiss from young lovers. Admires eyes gazing at the perfection nature has made. All just fleeting memories. Was it ever young? WasContinue reading “A Rose in Winter”
Land
I can’t land. Each time I try, here comes the fan. I can’t land. That looks nice and soft. Forget that plan. I can’t land. People, they might let me stand. I can’t land. A mountain top, far from man. I can’t land. Help me understand. I can’t land. Each time I get close; nope.Continue reading “Land”
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