Tag: poetry

Receive

old anger swims within,
storms are raging,
ancient wounds, ripping,
voices of what was,
gnashing,
neck and shoulders
buckling;
sinking now
into the void of shadow,

this small voice cries out
“Breathe deep my love
You will emerge yet”

I find no respite in the dreams
Just now
My heart is bound and stilled
My mind must play catch-up
So I linger here spinning
My face tense
My chest heavy

Triggered guilt
Resides within my breast
Unresolved feelings of lack
Embarrassment
Humiliation
Hatred
Pain
Defeat
Anger
Frustration
Doubt
Fear
Acceptance
Understanding
Forgiveness
Love
Release

I give what I am. Forgiveness lies in the intention
What is humiliation but a fear of judgement
Give up judgement and fear recedes. Forgiveness lies in the receiver
Receive forgiveness and be forgiven

The light is shining now
As the storm subsides
Leaving this heart a little lighter
Wounds healed through the deep
And my balance once again restored

this new day

The long night is giving way
And I can see now
The golden hue of morning
Waves lost upon my shore
Remember the salty taste
Of ocean’s breath
And my heart
Reunited with the words
Of my divine mind
Sings hallelujah both softly
And loud
The end of a long road
Has lead this body here
To bask now in the glory
of this new day

New day

The light returns
And the sudden jolt
Of illumination
Startles me
This heart- used to now,
The darkness of delay
And unknown,
Reaches out into possibility
While fear cowers
Having receded into the
Shadows within me
To gather herself-
The silence of waiting
Has given way to thunderous
Claps of movement and
Change
There is nothing left now
But to gather the shattered
Pieces together
And follow the light of
This new day

Becoming unbecoming

Fire is rising
Divine appointment
Sheds her fear
As wings open
Spreading flames
Of compassionate
Truth
Undressed in this moment
She takes her place
Within burning sky
To claim space
Becoming
Unbecoming

Beggar’s feast

this union,
a long time coming
light and dark waring,
gnashing, screeching, tearing-
and yet, now,
here we sit
at an undressed table
sharing civility-
trepidation, holds her breath
as mine exhales
softly, slowly, smiling-
a beggar’s feast

Nothing

it’s just nothing
this nothing that sits heavy
within the moment
beneath understanding
within the heart
this nothing that drives a wedge
between what was
and what is
falling behind, deafened by
this nothing that lingers so
fostering despair
silent tears fall
on account of this nothing
that will not recede

Loneliness

It feels like ages
since I could see the sun-
Living in this darkness,
Surrounded by animals that linger
In the shadows,
Fear waits beside me
And for now I have her wrapped
In my arms-
But this road is so lonesome
And I am feeling like not pushing on-
When will the heaviness
Leave my lungs?
The whispers, my heart?
To taste free air again!
I am wasting away
In this wasteland of pain
Begging for clarity
And receiving none

Another day

Armor falling
The space between
Lit now by burning fires
Remains dark
The sun has not yet risen
As metal and leather
Thump upon the ground
I could wonder where you went
Left upon that battlefield of pain
But I would rather think you flight
Upon wings of rain
Loss cannot enter
It’s just a transmute
And I will fight another day

End

My heart aches
With an unrelenting sorrow
An unyielding, forever present
Tension that cannot be soothed-
Drowning within its own blood
Each breath a deeper silence,
A further falling,
My heart cannot even cry out –
Failing I cannot even lift my head…
Ancient pain stabs and stops
It lingers and laughs
“I am nothing without you”
I whisper to the echoes
That line the past
But nothing comes for me
Or takes my bloody hand-
Alone upon this time I linger now
Waiting for it to end

this lonely heart

Loneliness sounds so loud
Echoing through these chambers
Of my heart
Longing resides within the empty corners
For something more than silence
For light to shine through the darkness
For smiles to replace pain
Would that I could take away your suffering
Would you hold me again?
Would you cover me in your golden
Voice and soothe this ache?
Lifetimes I wait
But now, As I peer upon your prison
Your dark retreat
I know healing requires distance
And I am but a leaf on a breeze
So I will flow upon the winds of time
With faith that all will be safe