Sunday, May 27, 2007

should it hold within itself,
or finally release
open up to all that has gone before and within
spell out everything that has been drawn in.

through the extended
maze
the hive of roots and tendrils that snake out and intercept every stray thought
every stray idea and nugget
flinging into
and past
unfurl it all upon its own growth, taken in and exposed.

all and every
used
and recycled.

each interception
an interaction resulting in change
in.perceptible movement forward
until fully laden
each branch upon the other in proud display of all that it has taken in
each branch a reflection of its environment
each branch muddy with the world
each branch holding on.

to him
him who can cleanse and heal
that which the world is dying from.
that which the world has taken in
in
to their hearts.

displayed through their sleeves
through their pasted smiles
their insipid handshakes and courteous words.

and so each branch muddy with the world
each branch holds on

to Him.

Friday, April 13, 2007

what is the word hello
but the first goodbye
yours or theirs
it matters not
the end will alway come

the longer the hello
the harder the goodbye
for all the talk
will one day cease
and youll be left alone

what was once.joy
in now.a tear

what was once.a tinkle in the eye
is now.an overcast memory.
i saw your face today
in the crowd

a glimpse
as i turned my head
just your smile
turned away
my mind
faster then my feet
searching to find
the physical emotional
but you have left
filtered from my touch
gone
with the wind and the song

i saw your face today.
.in my mind
a word
can mean
many things

between friends
a multitude of memories
between enemies
the opposite
between strangers
nothing

within love
a thousand more
within writing
the readers imagination
within the word
truth

from a child
a fathers joy
from a mother
the greatest encouragement
from God
creation

But
after saying goodbye
nothing...
but itself
and
sorrow.
lying down.
si,ply restin..
re-laxing.
wanting n o thinng .but to let
droop.sigh.breath oout.
the world.
(nothing)
could faalll or r.i.se and
(me)
I wouuld stay in peace.
he left.

just one day.
he left.

there was no goodbye.
no hug. no consolation.

no words. no remembrance.
but me.

left.

here. where once we
were two.

two friends.

brothers to a time.
brothers of a place.

a place.
i still remember.

see joy.
through tears.

and laughter.
resounding in silence.

that is all.

all that is left.
of him.


the silence.
the tears.

the akward pauses.
the unspoken jokes.

the loneliness
within my memories.

are gaps now.

pieces of my day.
missing.

swallowed up.

leaving tattered patchwork.
to reknit.

attempting to rebuild

my life.

and erase.
the jagged scar.

of death.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

a lighthouse
small.far.
a lighthouse
one flash
as slowly it turns.
a lighthouse
one flash
and then it moves on.