Thursday, November 24, 2011

The Needle


The needle bringing pain.
Yet art requires the pain of birth.
Devoting oneself to Her.
Accepting the pain as a sacrament.
A living memorial to Her.
Always there.
She moves at the edge of the mind.
Always there.
Like a mother ever watching.
Waiting to see Her again.


Sunday, November 13, 2011

Heart Closed
Yet Touched
Will it open?
The Lady calls
Give yourself
Open heart
Touch others
Give freely
Giving heart
Gaining peace
Through sharing
Gaining love
Accepting love
in Her arms
Blessed Be
A love poem

Tenderness
Head on shoulder
A simple touch
A look across the table
Hand on hand
stroking their hair
Fondness

Sunday, November 6, 2011

In Her Eyes

I sat down with my coffee
the cafe was nearly empty
but one sat there nearby
I looked
and saw the pain
there was something
in her eyes
that spoke of pain
worldly cares weighing
all spoken
in her eyes
the set of her lips were
almost as hard as stone
her hair was awry
had she slept?
she seemed so tired
shown through her eyes
she sat quietly
I sat and watched
her cup sat empty
mine sat full
was this like our lives?
her eyes
spoke of an emptiness
spoke of pain
spoke of a need
she looked up
I smiled
I could see the barest
hint of a smile
in her eyes

Sunday, October 30, 2011

A friend
Weighed down in grief
Life's troubles
Overwhelming and weighing down the soul
A hand
Touching a shoulder in support
Gentle touch
Soul touching soul to help
Listening
Wiping tears as they flow
Helping
A spiritual bond of heart to heart

Monday, October 24, 2011

Wall

Not physical yet the wall was there.
Palpable.
Unscalable.
Locking me out in the cold.
Inestimable.
Unopenable.
I watch as you turn and leave.
Disbelieving.
Widening.
I lock my heart away.
Sadly.
Tightly.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Adrift


as I lay there
your face lit by the light of the clock
I felt a distance
the gulf widened by I knew not what
I reached out
touching your arm and needing you
wanting your touch
I look at the ceiling and think
what had changed
life's flow helping us drift apart?
set adrift?
is a gulf widening there really?
a lifeline?
would we take that line if cast?
pull ourselves back
removing the distance that is there
I lie there wondering.