From the first bite of ice
you can feel it spread
pumping easily through a sharded heart
Jack will take your hand
let you learn numbness
the sting of the ice
He'll slow it all down for you
until the ice on the lakes
and rivers
become mirrors
reflecting you back
icicles become prescription lenses
A frozen wasteland
becomes a thousand diamonds
coating trees
this is not death
this is life purified
Jack will take it slow
step
by step
hand in hand
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
East and West
I am West
Settings, endings
You are East
Risings, beginnings
We are always reaching
Stretching toward
Away
A circle
Void of beginnings and endings
Filling the in between.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Break the Game
Love happens when the game breaks
When we stop worrying about being desperate
safe enough to admit we need more than ourselves
the Rulebook goes out the window
We fly
because gravity breaks
logic fails
We surrender to someone we don't know
hand over the keys to our glass hearts
Don't look back
Don't regret
We love
we cry
we fall
but we never hit the ground.
When we stop worrying about being desperate
safe enough to admit we need more than ourselves
the Rulebook goes out the window
We fly
because gravity breaks
logic fails
We surrender to someone we don't know
hand over the keys to our glass hearts
Don't look back
Don't regret
We love
we cry
we fall
but we never hit the ground.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Black Hole Heart
Just a tugging now
and then
Yearning and sighing
I keep it locked in my chest
keep it from spreading
to tingling fingertips
I keep it from tugging the fabric in
collapsing my soul like a black hole
dense and heavy
Inescapable
Just a mini star
frozen and dying
locked up tight
inside my ribcage
and then
Yearning and sighing
I keep it locked in my chest
keep it from spreading
to tingling fingertips
I keep it from tugging the fabric in
collapsing my soul like a black hole
dense and heavy
Inescapable
Just a mini star
frozen and dying
locked up tight
inside my ribcage
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Veil of Tears
I have woven my veil
tear by tear
it shields me,
shapes me
clarified
through my sorrows
tear by tear
it shields me,
shapes me
clarified
through my sorrows
Friday, September 28, 2012
Doubter's Prayer
Rescue me
from my fantasies
take from me
what I think I want
give to me
what I really want
lace my dreams
in moonlight
blind my fears
in hope
until fantasies
realities
and I've burned
all my doubts
from my fantasies
take from me
what I think I want
give to me
what I really want
lace my dreams
in moonlight
blind my fears
in hope
until fantasies
realities
and I've burned
all my doubts
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Masterpiece in Progress
I am unfinished
added to each day
by some
taken away
by others
you can see
the way I smile a little wider
glow, just slightly brighter
you've added to the measure of me
made me more who I am
more who I want to be
you listen to me
and make me smile
you make me feel
like I'm worthwhile
my heart grows
fills me chest
leaving little room
for even breath
with each step
in each day
I feel cherished
loved
in a unique way
I am becoming more
than I thought I could
(realistically)
be
Thank you for adding to
not taking away from
me
added to each day
by some
taken away
by others
you can see
the way I smile a little wider
glow, just slightly brighter
you've added to the measure of me
made me more who I am
more who I want to be
you listen to me
and make me smile
you make me feel
like I'm worthwhile
my heart grows
fills me chest
leaving little room
for even breath
with each step
in each day
I feel cherished
loved
in a unique way
I am becoming more
than I thought I could
(realistically)
be
Thank you for adding to
not taking away from
me
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Running Away
Spine to spine
close, connected
Heading separate ways
heart pounding
shallow breaths
anger rising in an empty chest
wait 3 seconds
ignore
breathe
laugh too hard
smile too wide
squint away disappointment
breathe in steel
set your jaw
legs start pumping
everything falls away
don't focus
don't think
run
fake it
close, connected
Heading separate ways
heart pounding
shallow breaths
anger rising in an empty chest
wait 3 seconds
ignore
breathe
laugh too hard
smile too wide
squint away disappointment
breathe in steel
set your jaw
legs start pumping
everything falls away
don't focus
don't think
run
fake it
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Secrets
I keep my secrets in ink
black so deep
they could never betray me
yet,
I'm afraid it's not enough
I add more secrets
crowd them together
till they become inseparably connected
there is danger here
touch one
you touch them all
they become my fatal flaw
one drop
enough to blacken a page
seeping to the edges
revealing too much
what was I thinking?
ink could never have hidden me
what else could
distill me into a word
black so deep
they could never betray me
yet,
I'm afraid it's not enough
I add more secrets
crowd them together
till they become inseparably connected
there is danger here
touch one
you touch them all
they become my fatal flaw
one drop
enough to blacken a page
seeping to the edges
revealing too much
what was I thinking?
ink could never have hidden me
what else could
distill me into a word
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Drive from Idaho Falls to West Jordan at Midnight
Stars drip through the clouds
pin pricks of light
peeking through misty lace curtains
black behind us
black ahead
rain slicked streets
silence against the mountains
shadow from crest to crest
we are in the valley of the night
darkness
to appreciate the light
pin pricks of light
peeking through misty lace curtains
black behind us
black ahead
rain slicked streets
silence against the mountains
shadow from crest to crest
we are in the valley of the night
darkness
to appreciate the light
Friday, July 6, 2012
4000 Steps to Freedom
Inspired by Kip
Freedom is full of sweat
Heat
Hair and clothes so hot that we seem to roast in our skin
Freedom is full of aches
in arms
legs
and feet
as we pound it out to the finish line
Yes, Freedom is full of pain
tiring work
past faces
and bodies on the sidelines
but, Freedom is also full of joy
faces breaking in smiles
voices cracking in celebration
as we glory in choice and agency
We walked 4000 steps
a small sacrifice
to celebrate the freedom
won for us
on the backs of unknown names
Freedom is full of sweat
Heat
Hair and clothes so hot that we seem to roast in our skin
Freedom is full of aches
in arms
legs
and feet
as we pound it out to the finish line
Yes, Freedom is full of pain
tiring work
past faces
and bodies on the sidelines
but, Freedom is also full of joy
faces breaking in smiles
voices cracking in celebration
as we glory in choice and agency
We walked 4000 steps
a small sacrifice
to celebrate the freedom
won for us
on the backs of unknown names
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Magic
Magic hangs like droplets
on silken strands
around people
things
lockets, rings
music
the every day
it drips
splatters
transforming a normal patch of air
into rainbows
magic we create
spread
with love and prisms
kaleidoscopes of beauty
and greater meaning
on silken strands
around people
things
lockets, rings
music
the every day
it drips
splatters
transforming a normal patch of air
into rainbows
magic we create
spread
with love and prisms
kaleidoscopes of beauty
and greater meaning
Fragile Words
Hearts bubble
to lips and fingertips
scorch lungs
sizzle veins
words hang fragile
as morning mist
dawn threatening
to burn them away
but they linger
gather strength
in the darkness
broken by scattered lights
they become hard like diamonds
multifaceted
embroidered by experience and hope
to lips and fingertips
scorch lungs
sizzle veins
words hang fragile
as morning mist
dawn threatening
to burn them away
but they linger
gather strength
in the darkness
broken by scattered lights
they become hard like diamonds
multifaceted
embroidered by experience and hope
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Crystal Castle
I always keep a part of myself back
In case the crystal castle comes crashing down
I’ve been there too often
Surrounded by the beauty of the scene
Rainbows spread around me
As the sunset breaks light at my feet
Then behind me
You take a hammer to the wall
“I just don’t want to hurt you anymore”
You say
The walls vibrate
Shattering slowly
While I flee for my life
The castle comes down
The pieces
Jagged
Tear and destroy
Slice new patterns into my skin
Shining like diamonds as they hit the ground.
I am left on the shore
Scattered shards like ice behind me
Bleeding as I wait
The castle will be rebuilt.
Maybe with you.
Maybe with someone else.
It’s not all that hard to do
Once my scabs have formed into scars
I will start again
Maybe this time
I will build my castle of something stronger
Less liable to crack
At a tap
Or knock
Or maybe I will rebuild it just as before
And wait for it to come crashing back down.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Pieces
Born of glass
we step
we leap
we shatter
scattered
we pick up
gather
carry on in pieces
3 words to melting point
we become
alloys of glass and steel
mosaics of who we were
we step
we leap
we shatter
scattered
we pick up
gather
carry on in pieces
3 words to melting point
we become
alloys of glass and steel
mosaics of who we were
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Words
Hearts bubble
to lips and fingertips
scorch lungs
sizzle veins
words hang fragile
as morning mist
dawn threatening
to burn them away
but the words linger
gather strength
in the darkness
broken by scattered lights
they become hard like diamonds
multifaceted
embroidered by
experience and hope
to lips and fingertips
scorch lungs
sizzle veins
words hang fragile
as morning mist
dawn threatening
to burn them away
but the words linger
gather strength
in the darkness
broken by scattered lights
they become hard like diamonds
multifaceted
embroidered by
experience and hope
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Light Storm
Light cracks through the sky
pressure building
against orange midnight clouds
thunder snaps
35 seconds
rain pours
heavy, fast
the light show ends
water running to the streets
aftermath the only evidence
that lightning ever struck
pressure building
against orange midnight clouds
thunder snaps
35 seconds
rain pours
heavy, fast
the light show ends
water running to the streets
aftermath the only evidence
that lightning ever struck
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Fleeting Glory
This one is for my Grandpas, and all those who serve and have served our country
The glory is fleeting
the wounds are fresh
when wings come rushing
to help us greet death
We fought their fights
we lived their dreams
hidden were nightmares
pretended by kings
The pain is lasting
transformed by our grief
we go through life running
seeking relief
sometimes we find it
a salve for our scars
sometimes we keep sewing
our tattered hearts
Whether we die
clinging to life
or meet death sweetly
embracing the light
there is no denying
how our paths intersected
and were broken by strife
The glory is fleeting
the wounds are fresh
when wings come rushing
to help us greet death
We fought their fights
we lived their dreams
hidden were nightmares
pretended by kings
The pain is lasting
transformed by our grief
we go through life running
seeking relief
sometimes we find it
a salve for our scars
sometimes we keep sewing
our tattered hearts
Whether we die
clinging to life
or meet death sweetly
embracing the light
there is no denying
how our paths intersected
and were broken by strife
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Heavy Hearts
Some heavy hearts
are hard to break
they hold fast to trees
when winds blow and shake
Until just the right tug
the perfect caress
they fall into open hands
they fall into distress
Gentle hands
carry them away
lay them gently
amongst the lilies as they sway
but gentle hands
do not remain so
they pick up hearts
and ready to throw
the heavy hearts
were hard to break
now are riddled with holes
and wrenching ache
are hard to break
they hold fast to trees
when winds blow and shake
Until just the right tug
the perfect caress
they fall into open hands
they fall into distress
Gentle hands
carry them away
lay them gently
amongst the lilies as they sway
but gentle hands
do not remain so
they pick up hearts
and ready to throw
the heavy hearts
were hard to break
now are riddled with holes
and wrenching ache
Monday, April 16, 2012
The Depth of a Tear
I would have counted them
as they slid away
counted the hurt
that each represented
they represent bitterness
valleys of pain
Hundreds of trees
dripping
rivers flowing in their roots
shallow
deep
flowers watered in sorrow
canyons carved of pain
a concrete place to grieve
curtained to sunshine
by the misting breeze
but edged by
oceans
soaked in sunshine
filled with thousands
billions of teardrops
as they slid away
counted the hurt
that each represented
they represent bitterness
valleys of pain
Hundreds of trees
dripping
rivers flowing in their roots
shallow
deep
flowers watered in sorrow
canyons carved of pain
a concrete place to grieve
curtained to sunshine
by the misting breeze
but edged by
oceans
soaked in sunshine
filled with thousands
billions of teardrops
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
My Very Last Night As Me
The night sky inked, ready to stamp its stars onto the earth
I lay on the cold ground, feeling the wind sweep across me
I knew that this was to be my last night, my very last as me
The earth was slowly creeping over me, like Ants gathering to a hill
My hands were slowly disappearing, my toes already gone
I smiled as the earth gathered me slowly to her.
The dirt filled my eyes, dotting out the stars with blackness
drop by drop, fear filled my heart.
This was my last, my very last night as me.
The night was gone, I was completely encased in dust
I could feel the ground heating around me, pushing in against me.
My eyes widened, searching for some light, some color in the black.
The silence was building, filling my ears
my heart racing, becoming a whisper at the back of my mind
though I knew, I couldn't quite accept that this was my last night, my very last night as me.
The bits of minerals and fragments of rocks shoved me deeper
it pushed my breath from my chest, lungs flattening against my back
the fear suffused with excitement, bubbling up through the cracks of my shattered soul.
the time had come, the earth had done its job
the heart beat of the earth pounded on my back, pushing me up
the last night was almost over, my very last night as me.
I burst through the surface, the earth melting away like butter
the sunshine replaced the black
illuminating the ocean of grass surrounding Me
The sun coats my skin, reflecting back to the world around Me
I glance back at the divot in the earth, night still gathered in the corners
it contains the only remnants of my very last night, my last night as me.
I let the air rush into My lungs, the smell of sunshine and roses
a mirror hangs shining in the air and I glimpse the reflection of Me
This is the Me I was meant to be.
I can see the changes the night has made
Cloaked in white, dark hair shining, eyes blazing bright.
Purified, perfected by the blackness of the earth and night.
I lay on the cold ground, feeling the wind sweep across me
I knew that this was to be my last night, my very last as me
The earth was slowly creeping over me, like Ants gathering to a hill
My hands were slowly disappearing, my toes already gone
I smiled as the earth gathered me slowly to her.
The dirt filled my eyes, dotting out the stars with blackness
drop by drop, fear filled my heart.
This was my last, my very last night as me.
The night was gone, I was completely encased in dust
I could feel the ground heating around me, pushing in against me.
My eyes widened, searching for some light, some color in the black.
The silence was building, filling my ears
my heart racing, becoming a whisper at the back of my mind
though I knew, I couldn't quite accept that this was my last night, my very last night as me.
The bits of minerals and fragments of rocks shoved me deeper
it pushed my breath from my chest, lungs flattening against my back
the fear suffused with excitement, bubbling up through the cracks of my shattered soul.
the time had come, the earth had done its job
the heart beat of the earth pounded on my back, pushing me up
the last night was almost over, my very last night as me.
I burst through the surface, the earth melting away like butter
the sunshine replaced the black
illuminating the ocean of grass surrounding Me
The sun coats my skin, reflecting back to the world around Me
I glance back at the divot in the earth, night still gathered in the corners
it contains the only remnants of my very last night, my last night as me.
I let the air rush into My lungs, the smell of sunshine and roses
a mirror hangs shining in the air and I glimpse the reflection of Me
This is the Me I was meant to be.
I can see the changes the night has made
Cloaked in white, dark hair shining, eyes blazing bright.
Purified, perfected by the blackness of the earth and night.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Flutterbies
Flutter follows flutter
roaming and returning
twisting in spirals
of color
flowing with the breeze
separate
and one
returning to the color
amid the vast, dead grass
happy little swirls
returning
always returning
roaming and returning
twisting in spirals
of color
flowing with the breeze
separate
and one
returning to the color
amid the vast, dead grass
happy little swirls
returning
always returning
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Sky Facination
You see the sky differently
you look up and see wonder
pluck out the stripes of color
entranced by the liquid copper
the waves of violet purple
splashing rampant across the pale blue screen
each second matters
as it morphs from one scene to another
the silent beauty
unique as lip prints on the window pane
each performance showing only once.
You hold the sight sacred
a whispered message of love
from the bigger picture
Reminder that shattered lights
like shattered dreams
hold beauty.
you look up and see wonder
pluck out the stripes of color
entranced by the liquid copper
the waves of violet purple
splashing rampant across the pale blue screen
each second matters
as it morphs from one scene to another
the silent beauty
unique as lip prints on the window pane
each performance showing only once.
You hold the sight sacred
a whispered message of love
from the bigger picture
Reminder that shattered lights
like shattered dreams
hold beauty.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)