this moment –

borrowed,

short –

precious…

 

it hangs on – briefly;

a breath held in anticipation –

skipped beat of a heart –

first babies cry…

 

awesome – don’t you think –

this journey called life?

it seems so many times –

we get caught up in the – want –

involved in expectation;

preoccupied with – when –

so much that we miss out on the – now…

 

my – is –

this – moment;

all i need,

and all i’m guaranteed –

 

you may choose another agenda –

fill your days,

your – moments –

with – what if…

 

but -i,

i choose – acceptance,

gratitude,

appreciation –

each breath –

each moment –

sweet gift of life –

amazing!

faith

sitting on the shore –

watching reflections on the water;

yellow sun,

blue sky –

solitary bird flying into the horizon…

 

how small – am i –

in a world so big,

how insignificant…

 

why do i wake?

routinely do the things i do?

for what purpose?

i throw a stone into the water –

causing ripples –

disturbing the placid serenity –

and for a moment – i am known!

but the water is deep,

my pebble – oh so small –

and once again – the surface still…

 

i cannot believe that there is no tomorrow –

no sunrise chasing night – no need to – believe…

 

for surely – God – in all his greatness –

created more than this small holder of dreams –

and even when i cease to be –

in this place –

i will most surely –

rise again!

 

great is my faith –

oh so strong my belief!

suppose

indisposed –

un-entwined –

unattached – affection.

 

where do you turn

when doors are closed,

access – denied?

 

emotion – spent.

un-realized – intent.

 

what becomes of feelings – disallowed?

 

unmarked – grave.

requiem – undisclosed.

eulogy of silence

for life lived in the fringe,

of suppose…

trust

safe –

you think –

behind your wall of – why,

hiding from no one –

but – yourself…

 

is it the light you flee?

afraid to – see?

or rather,

to be seen?

 

so easily you cling to presume,

as if it were your shield,

completely – unaware –

the truth you fear

merely shackles you with regret –

blinds you from seeing,

 

it is that which ultimately,

sets you free.

i – in bondage…

what i saw in you –

i needed to see in me.

and what i felt for you –

was what was missing from my life.

 

like a hand given –

but not taken,

a glance –

not returned…

 

desperation –

a weight – too heavy for this heart to hold,

chains of bondage –

locked tight,

and you,

the key!

hiding behind the…

my feelings –

alien to you as much as – secure is to timid,

shatter like shards of glass against your narcissistic walls…

how awesome,

 

it must be –

being  you;

how – required!

 

pompous as an apostrophe –

owning possession,

and the power to unite –

yet completely – unaffected!

 

and while you dangle effortless,

unencumbered –

I remain tied to the weight of my own culpability.

 

necessary,

you are –

more than any imagined ownership.

for without you,

meaning is lost;

and I become irrelevant as a useless preposition –

alone  –  without the companion of my most reluctant ,

yet oh so necessary –

object…

and standing there…

and standing there –

on that great shore –

i watched you wave goodbye…

 

no words.

no sound dare interrupt

the reverence of that moment.

earth – touched sky.

winds ceased.

all creation – still…

 

i imagine that you thought

of summer,

when still a child.

the innocence of life before the knowing.

and possibly,

fond memories shared with family,

with friends.

 

and standing there –

on that great shore-

i saw your bright eyes shining.

effervescence – in your smile.

no sorrow – no fear –

no wonder,

in your going –

 

away…

and standing there –

on that great shore –

as oh so gentle – the sun kissed the sea,

you were gone.

knowing that today,

i cannot follow –

i wrap your memory in my heart.

hold tightly to my thoughts.

until again –

on that great shore –

you wave once more,

and i too – travel home…

who will fill the holes…

voids –

spaces not filled –

empty – holes …

 

 

a glance –

eyes searching for confirmation,

not returned.

 

 

a hand – offered –

friendship –

given –

no takers…

 

 

sentences without punctuation.

and you –

the question i am not allowed to answer!

walking into dying – alone

thought about being lonely –

today.

thought about all the times

i’ve ran away,

leaving you cold for awhile –

then returning,

wearing the things you love;

my heart on my sleeve,

          and a smile!

realized – today,

that you are truly – gone!

and trying to wash away your

          memory,

i filled my soul with

          insecurity,

bled my eyes – tear-stained –

          dry!

thought about living – today,

and died!

excerpt from a eulogy to trust.

words – collected letters forced to share space between the confines of punctuation. declarations of allegiance predetermined – emotion implied -conviction assumed. and there, behind the presumption of solidarity; silhouette of faceless expectation. so easy, it seems, fulfilling obligations of (presumed)concern. mimicked expressions of empathy. disposable trust. how fervent our prayers – for consideration. how ambitious our desire – for extemporaneous acceptance.

acutely aware, however, we encounter the denigration of integrity. unrequited, our offerings of compassion – spent; we find no longer the desire to engage – even remotely contemplate resuscitation.

how sad – the verdict of indifference. truly death by choice would be more apropos than slowly dying from deceit…

 

absence of belonging

un-found –

not lost –

the difference in the 

absence of belonging…

 

longing for –

that which you cannot have –

smile returned,

touch received,

void filled…

 

alone –

i was –

before i thought you found me,

long before i dreamed you –

cared,

believed…

 

how easy to release –

it seems,

regardless how far the fall –

not even the absence of a net deters the craving…

 

this lonely life – spent in the shadows,

eyes open,

scanning the horizon –

knees bent –

prayers sent –

all in vain!

 

your footsteps echo down the corridor,

long passageway of lonely –

leading you away –

 

from me –

 

all things good un-gravitate –

un-attach –

leave me –

undefined,

un-entwined with life…

 

need –

grasping at threads of hope –

a breeze merely blows away…