Category: Poetry


Romanced by Sunlight


Sunlight

streaming like rain

filtering through the trees

kissing my face like a lover

….breathless….

M


Cool invisbile

fingers of wind gently stroke

the tears from my face

All I see is you

your once familiar face

now ever pain-blurred

How to control this

deep ache felt with every beat

of a heart – once loved?

Haunted


I am haunted by you.

You dog my steps in

the silence of the night

and I lie awake …

tensed for the sound

of your rage.

Drifting off, exhausted,

I startle to every sound,

every breath the house takes

makes me catch my own…

heart pounding…

waiting for pain.

How do I exorcise you

from a place

you never lived?

How do I, instead,

evict you from my heart…

to live no longer haunted?

To breathe again..

Free?

Drowning in Sorrow


Days like today are hard…

reeling from loss and hurt

on my way to joy, but the journey

withers my heart sometimes… I

need the night sky, the wind

in my hair… the

naked fingers of moonlight

gently stroking my skin…

I need to feel alive…

No other way to

swim in these currents of grief

only by surviving, striving,

rambling my way to joy

ramshackle though it may be.

One day this shadow will lessen…

will give way to the light.

Thank you for loving me…


There are endless

Hours of conversation between us…

Among the laughter, tears… joy

Never far away… but – grief stays close as well…

Knowing you has helped me to know myself…

You have been a guide and a mirror to me

On this strange journey… one

Unlike any I have ever experienced.  I am

Feeling things I thought long dead

Only to see them rise again, full of hope…

Relieved to find that – against all odds

Love is possible for me…

Only you can say you know me as you do…

Vulnerable, hesitant, afraid… yet

Intrigued and embracing fearlessness and

Never giving up hope even when I 

Grasp for bravery, and find it eludes me…

Mesmerized by your steadfast love… I find

Eternity staring back at me. 

What you desired to destroy….


When I was held down,

Helpless in that dark place

Abused…

Tormented…

Yearning to be free

Only to feel shackled anew daily

Unable to think or

Dream of a future

Enveloped in despair

Shaking in fear, anger, loneliness… still

I hoped… I yearned… longed for 

Release, rescue…seeking

Escape in the wrong hands

Desperate for safety…

Telling myself all the same 

Old lies, whispering

Destruction to my own heart

Even while yearning for 

Salvation.

Tired of living in chains

Relying on my

Own strength… a lie… only

Your strength can free me… can

Make me new.  I struggle

Even now… but change is on the way…

Hope will not be denied

Eternity is housed in the faintest

Whisper of His voice.

I am nothing… but Him? He is

Love, Passion, Power… Freedom

Lies in His embrace… He will

Make me new… In Him

Alone lies the answer… and I 

Know He will provide.

Even though I fail, even though I 

Stumble… even in my shame I won’t stop

Trying to move forward

Reaching out for the Throne of Grace. 

Only then will I be free,

New in heart, mind and soul

Given a new heart

A new name

Named HIS for eternity, my

Desires met in HIM 

Bowing before the throne of 

Eternity, humbly loved, forever

Amazed by HIS beauty and grace

Unable to imageine or ever again

Think of a life without love…

Immediately and irrevocably

Forever changed….

Undone and remade by 

Love HIMSELF….Jesus Christ

Fading day


I am watching the day die slowly

As the cicadas and frogs

Begin to sing loudly

Drowning out the sounds

Of the city around me

And the light fades to 

Gold, then gray…

Enriching the colors 

Then draining them…

I feel the heat of the

Fading day against 

My skin…somehow

Comforting and not

Oppressing despite the 

Lack of a breeze.

I feel so alone, yet

Somehow not lonely,

My mind reaching 

Into the silence, searching

For You….Hoping to find 

Myself… at last.

Grief


Your grief pierces me

and I feel it as acutely

as my own –

this pain…

at first sharp,

breathtaking…

then… settling in

making itself at home.

A duller, but still constant,

ache…

making friends with all

the other grief

all the loss, pain, fear…

finding its spot among

the rubble.

Somehow finding

beauty in finding

a home in me.

I called her Mom


I remember splashing in puddles

Clomping and stomping

All down the road

Letting the water spray us in

Little geysers, dirty and fun, the

Evening sun turning the sky golden,

Delighting our eyes and

Hearts.  Such a glimpse…staggering

Evidence of who you could have been.

Realizing the mother i could have had

My heart shatters remembering your

Onerous, offensive touches

Mortifying me…torturing my soul.

Awakening…


You dance across my mind…

strong, graceful, beautiful…

and dangerous.

I inhale you…intoxicated…

breathe you in.

The scent of you pierces me

like lightening

piercing the night sky

in a violent, sensual embrace –

baring my desire…

my hunger – for all to see.

Igniting the very center of me

a flash fire, burning away the years

like dry tinder

leaving me before you

bare

quivering with evident desire

yet somehow unafraid.