A Rose? Unknown…

November 24, 2013

Foggy,
The night’s air,
Swirls,
Between

Two ships
Passing,
Steady,
Serene.

What there,
Is grown?
A rose?
Unknown.

Its seed sown in
A subtle storm,
Amidst the patient,
Hopeful norm

Of obedience
Without pretense,
Bringing about
A better form.

Sailing beneath
That starless sky,
Prayers there whispered,
“Alpha, Kappa, Xi.”

Amen.

 

 

 

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Ensnared By Clay…

November 23, 2012

I bummed a ride on a bicycle
-A bicycle built for two
I bummed a ride with an icicle
But the border guards
Wouldn’t let
Me through.

So I stayed there, with my visa pending,
For 3 and a half more years
Yes, I stayed -my resolve was fickle,
And was swayed by my wayworn fears.

Now I’m lonely
-No more.
I’m only-
Twenty-four?

I’m going
-I’m…

Going.
Away.

There’s nothing that you couldn’t do
Only a few things you couldn’t say
That would even make it half-way through,
To this mind
Ensnared by clay.

 

I could…

June 7, 2010

I could… just give up.
It’s easier when you’ve never said it.
You know?
like…
good riddance…
With a friendly little kick in it…
‘slike waving…
g’bye, when the back’s *always* been turned.
shrug…
I’ll just tell myself it didn’t mean anything.
Cuz…
after all… iiii-it didn’t…
did it?
-Well… did it?
Don’t just sit there!

What? sorry… I was… uhm… thinking about something

else…

Yeah?

Yeah. is that ok?

Sigh… sure, I guess…

So it’s settled then?

What’s settled?

We’re gonna pretend “it” never happened.

What’s “it” ?

Gooooood job…

nods.blinks.shakes head…

It’s best this way.

———————

childhood dreams grow up

…and pick up all kinds of bad habits along the way…

Don’t wonder… just ask…

talk is cheap… but priceless…

when it reflects… and doesn’t mask.

I must confess… there’s a little less than clarity,

In my words…

We all know what we haven’t heard…

“Grow up!” we say…

not realizing that -with every frustrated word- we’re shoving it toward hollowness!

Love is alive… He died once… three suspense-rocketing days, He was dead…

But now….

We’ve just gotta love Him back… there’s… there’s… it’s like there’s no other way.

Awake into the dayness of mercy-seeing… the grace-winged focus… with a smyle t’boot.

shrug… “Grow up!” I hear it again… and it’s like there’s no way out…

But then… out isn’t what we want, is it?

A voice walks up and puts a hand on my shoulder…

Interrupting -so sweetly- giving me a start…

“Jump in…”

I’m sorry? -OH!!!!!!!!!! I AM… I really am…

And love flies… like there are no clouds… and I mean it… I’ve gotta follow… it’s the only thing.

Can’t go around chasing carrots… no matter how healthy…

“My food is to…” “Man shall not live by…” “… who works in you, both to will and to do…” “Thanks be to…”

Have you caught it? I mean… has it really hit you?  -Pounded you into the ground with it’s weight?

That kind of “pack your bags and leave before your lease is up” kind of abandon!

Embrace it… Mercy-seeing… Grace-winged… Love-struck… I can’t even make this mouth move properly…

and it’s not like I haven’t known it… just never been pressed between it and the hard, hard earth quite like this before…

It’s crippling… when you finally wake up and realize that you’ve the wind in you, and the clouds… don’t just move by themselves…

To the hilt! To the brim! To the dregs!

Cheers!

-MAC <>< = )

I Never Get to Nap…

May 11, 2010

Sometimes I tell myself
I’m nothing…
Sometimes I pretend
That I’m everything,

And reality,
Like a hammock,
swings,
Somewhere in between.

But the two of me,
Forever feel
As if they must be
The trees that anchor
“Real”
And I never get to nap.