Tag Archives: Poetry
(Said Silently)
(It’s 8 o’clock soon
Such a long time since sundown, and the naysayers have settled into the alone
All that’s left I know to do
Thank God for the time, and feel the heartbeat of the those who share mine)
Benevolent Sky
Why the sky wanted me as its muse
I cannot say
I’d not wish to betray its lifelong, headstrong whimsy?
In its own whirlwind of Days, I was its only constant?
Pressure, and I the soft voice that reduced the storm of it all?
Mercy, it contained and it wanted to rain upon me?
Surely it cannot be a great love for me. Or…can it be?
On the possibilities, I pretend to opine
But I cannot say
How-To: A Haiku
This upside-down heart
This day-after disaster
This should-have-been dream
For us would-be, life-long lovers…Warsan Shire’s “For Women Who Are Difficult To Love”
Her poem and her own gorgeous narration steals your breath and hijacks your brainwaves. Be forewarned.
Photographs and compilation by Theodora Baranowski. Be thankful for her too.
For my would-be, life-long, forewarned and thankful lover and valentine, #ILoveYou.
The Meeting
Sink into uncertainty
Sink into the day
Presuming your preparedness will greet you half-way
And ‘though you feel helpless, believe that you’re not
When doubt asks for its due
Tell it, “I have not “
Emerge Again
To you, girl
Sister to Sister
My sole and loving admonition
If there be trust, if there be hope
It will be found in your eyes
Your eyes
Where they gaze
How they see
And the choosings they reflect upon
I make much of words with you
Made-up words, maybe
But your eyes, I know well
I know the Who you believed in
And still believe
In Your eyes
Within Your grasp
As the narcissi beneath the freeze
There be reason for trust and hope
Name This Poem
When you suppose your eyes
Close them whenever, what do you see
Me
I see flowers that belong to you, although I have no proof
But it is your stare
From my best recollected memory
Through this whirlwind storm God permits
And this calm
From which I build my case
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