Forward

I saw myself, I heard my voice, but then I listened to you. Do you know the way? Right now?'Cause, I can sit right here, in the sun, and love and hear. Give me your silence, and I will fill the vacuum with me. I will lead me forwards because your fear is like constipation.I … Continue reading Forward →

Poor Me

The song is old, tired, and without notes or harmony.Poor me, The refrain repeats and repeats.Poor me,The beauty of the world is awe-inspiring The love in the world is like a waterfall,So, why do we listen to the disembodied looking for a reason for a "free ride"?Poor me.I am too lazy to try, too stupid … Continue reading Poor Me →

The Quiet Child

The quiet child looks around him and sees he is lacking. Why is he different, so alone from all children laughing?The other children's Eyes flush with nurture and things and food? Teachers look towards their charges, sees a line, and knows the quiet child is in darkness.He lowers his sight from hers before she knows … Continue reading The Quiet Child →

Honeysuckle Vines and Sheila

Summer heat had dried out the yellow dirt making it drift and move on any breeze, preferably into my nostrils, it would appear. Flies buzzed in the cotton plants and the sizzle of my head fed my ears.The heat wafted and changed what I could clearly see into distorted waves that made me stare long … Continue reading Honeysuckle Vines and Sheila →

My Limb

The sun ignores the leaves, while I tuck in the bough far above the ground. The old limb moves gently, slowly in the breeze. While I think of my life and how fresh I am. I see the grass below in lazy gaze, with my hands tucked neath my chin, and those fluffy clouds, move … Continue reading My Limb →

Tears of Life

Tears of a young one, fed from fear and hunger, missing the support of Mother. A cry that calls for help in life.Tears of an old one, fed from a life of mistakes fueled from pride, supported by few. Tears of desperation, hoping someone listens to the final beats, as the night closes heavy.All tears … Continue reading Tears of Life →

Jealousy

Uncle Vinson was staring off at the setting sun, watching slow moving clouds run their shadows over the green and brown hillside. He was pulling on his pipe, with a bit of smoke and smell spreading outward. I knew if I got too close my eyes would water.I also knew full well, he did not … Continue reading Jealousy →

Afterlife

And, a mother fought to birth you, lost in her moment of life and death. She struggled to feed you, in your moments of helplessness. And, she wanted to teach you, as your self fought against her. And, she wanted to be proud of you, as your arrogance said, "I make my own way." And, … Continue reading Afterlife →

Lost

Lost. In the Dark. Fueled with fear and doubt. A hand reaches out for me. Holds my desperation in contradicted fingers, cradles my loss, accepts my head and shoulder. Never judges, rejects or criticizes. I am cared for. I have been warmed. I feel accepted. Not alone.

Choosing Sides

All the neighborhood gang stood around in the dirt choosing sides, while the summer sun eased our pores open and sweat rivered down our necks. Passing clouds were lazy as the wind was slow, and the insects were present and loud. A few ball bats lay on the ground, while the one baseball was in … Continue reading Choosing Sides →