In the margins of my notebook are peonies and poodles: I write with a pink or a purple pen. I think better in poems and songs than paragraphs. I write faster with voice recordings. I understand more through action than I do through words. I understand more the language of greased hands than I doContinue reading “Pink Pens”
Category Archives: Faith and Prayers
Reflection
Anyone who has not seen the ending of Reign. I’m enclosing it here with my favorite poem. All of Reign is painful to watch, it’s a reminder of how much suffering there is in this world whatever your social class. The following poem is my favorite poem of all time by Edgar Allen Guest. “IContinue reading “Reflection”
The damned promise land
We are taught that heaven can not exist without hell. That pleasure is paid trough pain Wealth is reaped from the famished. And our promised land was built on the genocide of the damned. Our forgiveness came through another’s false condemnation. Our mercy, we drink with blood. God’s power comes through his rejection of theContinue reading “The damned promise land”
On Theology and Talismans 🧿
1. Idolatry is caused by positing unloving behaviors, actions, and thoughts above god and people. Idolatry is false love—— charms symbolism and myth are culture. They are distinct and inter complicated. 2. Culture in and of itself is not oppositional to religion. Though some may view be confused by this conflation. 3. The lack ofContinue reading “On Theology and Talismans 🧿”
Momma Sunshine and her Son Starlight
She was going out with a firefighter, but he burned more than he put out. He said I’m done. She said, love, you said I was your one? Later on that day. She found out she got a baby on the way. So she calls up her momma and says what do I do. IContinue reading “Momma Sunshine and her Son Starlight”
How much will you take from me?
God, you have graciously given me so muchBut these past two years- I’ve averaged a broken a bone per year. I broke my ankle, it healed and then I broke my arm. It healed and then a stranger raped me. I have lost my voice so many times: When I found my voice again aContinue reading “How much will you take from me?”
Still Sea
Still seas. The water broke in white waves at my feet. It pooled around my hands while coral and barnacles pricked my toes. Little hermits clung to the rocks with loyalty. The turbulence within me . . . the sea stilled by the skies and waves breaking upon me. Upon my breasts, upon my feet.Continue reading “Still Sea”
Prayer for Fallow Fields
God, please give us peace. Have compassion and grace on these half empty hands. All we need is your love. In these seasons of loneliness Help us find rest. Show us how to love more clearly, more freely. Our heads full of tears And dormant seeds Rest faltering hearts Rest fearful head The time forContinue reading “Prayer for Fallow Fields”
Shatter my Soul
God wontcha shatter my soulGod won’t you break my heart Tear me apart Rebuild the fragments and patch up these scars God you can shatter my soul I’m not afraid of my scars or my holes I am whole in you
Now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. Now I lay me down to sleep. And if per chance I shan’t wake. To continue with my daily pace. Then find my friends for they are found-fragments of my soul. And each lost vagrant you should see. Let yourContinue reading “Now I lay me down to sleep”
Psalm 42 Conversations
Why my soul are you downcast? Why so quiet in me? I’m tired of loving and losing. I feel God doesn’t listen to me. Why my soul are you silent? I’ve been shouting so long. All I have now are whispered words. Why my soul are you quiet? I couldn’t take the clamour or theContinue reading “Psalm 42 Conversations”
Call Collect
Capo 6 D A e G DGod do you collect the poems we’ve forgot? The songs we’ve forgot to sing? God do you hold tightly to those we lost too early whose memory still hurts to speak of? God do you collect the prayers we have prayed. The sorrows we’ve shared and laid upon yourContinue reading “Call Collect”
Your Memory Resounds
Buildup introduction: 4 bars (em/ i) Your memory resoundsYour memory resoundsYour memory resoundsInter verse: Your light reverberates in this earthly space Your love resonates with all Your kindness echoes through the passageways Your goodness is heard through our global Halls We always feel you hear with us Though I’ve searched for you in shadows IContinue reading “Your Memory Resounds”
Breath
Our very first breath is a cry. No lyrics and no rhymes. Our very first breath betrays us. The suffering of coming days. Our very first moment of sight is the end the darkness. The start of new light. Our very first moment we’re held.And love guides us above the hard ground. Our very firstContinue reading “Breath”
A note of disgrace
Disgrace be to God for every fiber of my body is sewn wrong.Every cell of mine, every tissue is sewn wrong. God!They say you sew us carefully in our mothers’ wombs? In the depths of the earth, did you sew me with hate? Did you see me with rage? Disgrace be to the geneticist forContinue reading “A note of disgrace”
The Consumption of the Sea
Shivering, she’s shaking. Someone save her from the sea. Cast her out from fathoms deep. Draw her from the tide, the green. Draw her from the foaming rage that seems so sweet and so serene until the sailor is unseen. Shushing sounds and silencing. She is silent in the sea. She is silent. She isContinue reading “The Consumption of the Sea”
Imposter Syndrome
She Worked Overtime To Get Here When You Already Had A Place She Knew What She Wanted To God With Grace She Prayed She Worked Overtime To Stay Here I Know It Comes Easily To You But These Words Are Flustered Beaten Her Hands Are Aching Two Guess What She Don’t Belong Here She HearsContinue reading “Imposter Syndrome”
At The Unknown Hour
At The Unknown Hour Shepherd, Guide Let Me Confide In You Towards The Moons Obscurity When The Doves Are Silent And Ravens Swoop Without Melody Be The Dawns Song When Our Worlds Are Ending In Times Of Sickness And Lamentation Of Weeping And Of Grieving In Times Of Death, Sustain These Hands When I AmContinue reading “At The Unknown Hour”
All I Binary I
All Life Is Suffering And All Life Insane A Tragic Offering A Sordid Game Morbid Music And Laments Old In Due Season We Lose All We Hold For In Limbo The Earth Is The Deities’ Pawn Infernal Or Celestial Offerings Constructs Divine And Cold Swords, Saviors, Castles, And Crowns Binary Constructions That Keeps Us BurningContinue reading “All I Binary I”
Look At Us We’re Privileged!
Look At Us We’re Privileged! We Live In Plastic Worlds We’re Addicts To Caffeine And All The Benzo Pills We’re All Having Break-Downs As We Learn To Integrate Here, At The Academy We See Sunshine Once A Day Look At Us We’re Privileged! We Work And We Don’t Reap Eighty Hours E’ry Week In ThisContinue reading “Look At Us We’re Privileged!”
A year’s gone by.
A Years Gone By A Years Gone By Without Your Pretty Eyes Crying To The Night Who Knew This Year Would Have Brought So Many Tears? If We’d Known- Might We Have Held Each Other Closer? Leaving Places With Stagnant Hearts This Year When Our Hearts Broke Every Night When Our Tears Flowed This HeartContinue reading “A year’s gone by.”
Soul that begot poetry
Soul that begot poetry That twisted up time Some blessing which undid a curse That rung my gold dewdrops into silk solid rhyme Saved me from my fears Brought me joy through these tears Helped me pray Helped me weep Helped me heal Helped me sleep. Soul that begot poetry From some unbeknownst well HowContinue reading “Soul that begot poetry”
I met an angel in the morn
I met an angel in the morning. At six o’clock she woke me. Twas twice the hours her spirit called. So I stayed I, in the chapel to greet the angel next to me. And sat I hence on the piano bench and plaid a psalm to please her. And at 9 o’clock my tearsContinue reading “I met an angel in the morn”
I thought if I kept walkn’
I thought if I kept walkn’ Until the pain did leave That I could face tomorrow That I could face this eve And sometime, whilst I was walking I simply fell to sleep And God came and car’d me or’ Somewhere happier I think.
The Silent Singer 