Do not spare my naive heart from being crushed By the harsher realities of what is and what will be, I have lived long enough in oblivious innocence I have worn the lenses of idealism when I should have seen The truth in all of its abrasive, gritted glory I have closed my ears toContinue reading “Do Not Spare My Naive Heart”
Monthly Archives: July 2022
Rest
There must be a soft place waiting nearby Where I can rest this heavy head of mine Yet it’s as if I am ever-searching in vain Under rocks, in briars, through thorns and rain For the safety of shelter where I can weep For that dry spot of Earth where I can fall asleep.
Hidden Oasis
We are all wanderers in our proverbial deserts Seeking, ever seeking, for a hidden oasis Lying just beyond the horizon, over one last hill, Made up of what quenches our parched souls. We know exactly where to go without compass or map Having visited our wellspring of healing time after time Aware but constantly pulledContinue reading “Hidden Oasis”
When Love Finds its Way In
When loves finds its way in, it never leaves me My heart is protected by barbed wire and steel A walled-up structure surrounded by neon signs “Keep out,” “No service,” “Private property,” “No trespassing,” And yet, you found a way through, gently and true. I trust in the power of warmth that melts away defensesContinue reading “When Love Finds its Way In”
Falling Together
I am seeing life in sharp, magnified detail The whys and hows in fully focused display And it stings, dear soul, it stings, I am falling together. I am grieving a thousand losses for the first time A pain like no other I have ever felt before, And it hurts, dear soul, it hurts, IContinue reading “Falling Together”
I Know
I know what happens next, But let me linger here a moment longer Breathe in the sweet relief of rosy dreams While they are still floating around my consciousness. I know I must face inevitable change, But only after I have searched a little bit longer For the last remaining granules of hope on theContinue reading “I Know”
Out of the Dark
When our eyes adjust to the darkness, We begin to see the bars of our self-imposed prisons Realizing the whys and hows of our stagnancy That eventually open the door for our escape. I know what the lurking shadows feel like, The chains of depression on a tender soul Steeped in the shame of everyContinue reading “Out of the Dark”
Givers
When we are givers, giving sustains us Providing oxygen through the fractured chambers of our hearts Offering what we need most for ourselves, to others Loving others to better understand how to love ourselves. Could it be an unconscious form of self-deprivation? An act of self-punishment for our own lack? At its root, dear soul,Continue reading “Givers”
Leaning Toward
There is a festering wound in me That I must confront, that I must see But it’s as if my mind is always running To escape the lurking presence of sorrow, As if it were a monster, always prowling, Seeking to disarm my carefully composed resolve To face the unbearable without truly breaking. I don’tContinue reading “Leaning Toward”
The Mind of a Dreamer
The mind of a dreamer never truly anchors down to the ground Two feet on the ground while the soul cartwheels in the clouds Fully aware of objective reason but still absentmindedly idealistic Constantly torn between the brutality of what is and what will be And that melancholy longing for the impossible, the unreachable wishContinue reading “The Mind of a Dreamer”
The Therapy of Words 