Tuesday, September 29, 2009

What I Want

I want
What is peaceful

I want
What is good

I want
What is truth

I want
What is brave

I want
What is light

I want
What is beautiful

I want
What is honest

I want
What is pure

I want
What is love

I want
What is profound

I want
What is eternal

I want
What is lovely

I want
What is wise

I want
what is right

Most of all....

I want
What is real

To have been the antithesis of these things
can be what it takes to truly know you want them
And I truly know....

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Eden

Sudden change of Scene
An awakening
unexpected and welcome
A new day dawning

Feeling alive again
Senses are keen
warm and aware
touching and breathing

Mind bright and soul on fire
Heart glowing with love once more
A love for life
Thriving and free

Hope is restored
and peace is nearby
quitely there to comfort and soothe
My beautiful garden is waiting.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Bandaid

Rip it off
Quickly, before its too late
This wound is trying to heal
and needs air

Feel the sharp sting
The adhesive tears from the skin
once needed to stay intact
no longer serves its purpose

D0 it quickly
It hurts worse if you peel it slowly
like a child you don't believe me
there is that fear of the pain
trust me

it was comfortable there
for a while
safe and protecting the wound
but now the wound is rotting underneath
the suffocating layers

Tear it away
Let the wound breath Dammit
It needs to breath
to be exposed
It will only be a second

Go ahead and cry
savor the saltiness
Healing tears
Feel the sting
as they fall on the wound




Thursday, July 9, 2009

Potato Nonsense

Potato Nonsense

Where are the answers to these questions?
I have not looked far enough yet,
that much I know,
to give in to a life bound by doubt and queries

Something in me tells me there is more
More, or maybe less....huh, now there's a thought....
This is not good enough for me
This existence driven by vain pursuit
of something

But where to start?
What do i strip away first
to get to the root
the heart
the essence
the truth

What happens when it feels done
like an over boiled potato....
falling apart and disintegrating....
meal, bland, and worst of all....
waterlogged!
Full of too much of a good thing and made useless.

Maybe I should end this poem now
Its moving into something about a root vegetable
is a potato actually a root vegetable?
Ah, back to that....
Getting to the root
the heart
the essence
the truth.

Friday, June 5, 2009

What's Left?

There is Love


What's Left?
There is Trust
There is Respect
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is peace
There is Hope
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is beauty
There is priveledge
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is Sacrifice
There is Reward
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is safety
There is Home
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is laughter
There is a shared moment
There is Love

What's Left?
There is freedom
There is Friendship
There is Love.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Wisdom

Wisdom


Where is She?

Can you find her?

Do you seek her unsurpassed beauty?


Where is her song?

Can you hear it?

Are you listening for her sweet and strong melody?


Where is her bounty?

Can you taste it?

Are you hungry for her feast?


Where is her eternal fountain?

Can you see it?

Are you thirsty for her intense and cool waters?


If you seek her you will find her

She is there

Hiding in the crevices of The Rock


There, in the shade of The Glory

There, a piece, in the corner of your heart

A gift from the One who made you.


To see a glimpse of her face,

will end your lonely searching

To hear a note of her song,

will soothe your most intense longings

To have even a taste of her fruits,

will satisfy your deepest hunger.


Where is She? Can you find her? Do you seek her?


W.R.C

For Jonathan

Graduation 2009

Thursday, April 16, 2009

If You Need Me

If you need Me

I am here

though you may not see me

dreaming

longing

breathing

watching


I am here

though you may not feel me

listening

waiting

caring

touching


I am here

though you may not love me

daring

hoping

trying

loving


I am here

though you may not know me

living

sharing

needing

knowing


Please know that

I am here.

Like time and stars,

the sky and the sea,

I am here, and always will be.


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Victory

Victory


The true victory to be had

Is when the Empire of our minds

crumble to dust


When we vanquish the foes

of doubt and of fear


When the starry mass of our thoughts are brought together

under the One True Star


When our battle worn hearts can take shelter in the fortress of

Faith and Divine Love


We surrender as His Conquests

we raise our guilt- stained bloody flags

white as snow


He is Victorious

We are Free

Together for Eternity



Monday, March 23, 2009

You Were There

You were there


It was there

small and fragile


It was there

hopeful and waiting


It was there

fighting but failing


To Thrive


It was there

But now

it is gone


I miss it

without ever knowing

what it would have been


I wonder

looking back now

how it might have changed me


I still cry

for the loss of it.

For the emptiness inside


It was there

But now

It is gone.


I don't know that I ever said goodbye

or ever will be able to...

so Goodbye for now, till the next time

My heart becomes heavy

with the weight of your absence


You were there,

But now you are gone

Goodbye-

for now.


My Child.



Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Laws of Nature

Laws of Nature


Must It Die

When It has yet

to flourish

to bloom

to grow

to climb


Must it be Hidden

when it has yet

to be seen

to be known

to be admired

to be shown


Must It be Snuffed out

When it has yet

to shine

to glow

to warm

to burn


Must It be Killed

When It has yet

to live

to breathe

to sense

and simply-

to be




Sunday, March 15, 2009

Of some of the "Uns" that are close to the Heart

Of Some of the  “Uns” that are close to the Heart


Unearthed secrets

Unveiled truths

Unspoken thoughts

Uninterpreted text

Unfinished sentences

Unsung songs

Untold legends

Unexpressed souls

Understated emotions

Unsolved perplexities

Unexpected meetings

Unforgotten memories

Unrequited love

Unrefined expression

Undoing ecstasy

Uninhibited joy

Unscrupulous desires

Unencumbered bliss

Unbridled Euphoria

Unleashed passions

Underestimated price

Untouched innocence

Unfounded conclusions

Unwarranted hatred

Unmerited grace

Unfailing kindness

Unsurpassed beauty

Undying ideals

Unresolved discord

Unrelenting sorrow

Unforgiving hearts

Unloved people

Unexplainable fears

Unanswered questions

Unavoidable pain

Unbeatable battles

Unfinished poems

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

There is Beauty

There is Beauty


There is beauty beneath

There is peace beyond

beneath what is hideous

beyond what is madness.


For in the heat of battle

Hope can be tasted-

like sweet honey

on the bitter tongues of the war wearied.


There is a promise of

reconciliation after transgression,

restoration after despair,

resolution after conflict.


So, don't be afraid of what is bad.

Embrace it-

long enough to learn, that

out of it, comes the true good.

Don't cower from what is painful

For IT is what makes us strong.


There is beauty beneath

There is true love beyond.

Let us find it together-

You and I.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Oasis


Oasis



They are waiting for me

Somewhere far away

In the immeasurable distance

of space and time


They are waiting for me

Glistening pools

the color of emeralds, sapphires, dawns and sunsets

Calm and Cool

Inviting and Serene


They are waiting for me

and someday

even farther away

when I find my way through


I will lay down beside them

I will feel their warm and perfect waters

playing in my toes and creeping playfully up my legs


I will immerse myself in the mesmerizing silence

hearing only their low gentle lapping sounds

I will finally and peacefully fall, resting on their safe shores.



Saturday, February 21, 2009

What More?

What more?


When there are no words,

When meaningful succulent articulation desists

When beautiful expression has no safe place to lay her weary head

When fear and mistrust are the only ones having their say....

When unscrupulous conclusions are drawn

When every soul is caged-

by guilt and condemnation

When every voice is silenced-

by utter despair and deafening anguish

When every heart is broken into unrecoverable shards-

carelessly dropped or violently thrown by the fallen hand of another

What more can be said?

And what difference could it possibly make?

WRC

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Truth

Truth


Truth is deafening to ears who's comfort is in lies

Truth is a sweet song to the hearers of it's dissonant tune

Truth can be terrifying to face

other times a welcome relief

Truth can be debilitating to accept

but freeing to those who can embrace it's gifts

Truth's lessons are an admirable endeavor

life long and painful.

Living by Truth is something to die for

Dying for Truth is to live

freely

honestly

honorably

Lovingly

Truth is a friend to Lovers of love

an enemy to the weak and hateful

Truth is a fierce Lion, making even the strongest cower

if they are hiding from it

Truth's light is blinding

to those who don't walk in it

and sometimes even to the ones that do

Truth shines her light into every corner of every heart

searching for her lover there - 

her companion

will she find one in yours?

WRC

Monday, January 12, 2009

Remember When?

Remember When?


I Remember when things were different

but the same


I Remember when we sat there

I asked you questions about the stars and planets and the universe

you always had the answers


I Remember when life wasn't so complicated
I Remember when love was easy


I Remember when we could answer

a), b), c), d)


I Remember when you thought I didn't like you


I Remember when we were both hopeful for new life

I Remember when you got it first


I Remember when we took each other for granted

I Remember when we lost each other for a time

And, I Remember when we found one another again

This time my friend, for good.


WRC


Why This sadness?

Why This Sadness?


Why this sadness?

He asks

with perceptive simplicity

His eyes glimmering with hope and sincerity

that my answer or search thereof

will lead to enlightenment


My answer is welling up inside

My heart is crying out the answer

but my lips can't articulate it

I am left to answer lamely

I don't know”

but, I do.


This sadness is for love lost

This sadness is for love that may never be

This sadness is for shattered hopes

This sadness is for the pain of words spoken

This sadness is for words that will never be uttered

This sadness is for broken hearts and promises

This sadness is for the bitter disappointment of unmet expectations

This sadness is for the realization of what has happened

This sadness is for dreams that will never come true

This sadness is for an ending that may not be “Happily Ever After”

This sadness is for this thing we call life, and for our pathetic failed attempts to love one another the way we ought


Why this sadness?

Because it is the human lot

Because sometimes the most beautiful things can grow from a heart of true sorrow

For in sorrow comes reflection and in reflection comes perspective and articulation of feeling

And with articulation of feelings comes expression

and with expression comes understanding

and with understanding comes reconciliation

and perhaps a new beginning

for that happy ending.

WRC