Satiating Silence Undone
In my silence
I find the time
I need
To be
Free
Free of the chronological demands
Of others
Free of their silence
For while my silence soothes
Their silence deafens
I am in no need
For the judgment
Shrouded
Yet illuminated
In their silence
Pure unforgiving
Silence of others
Let me sit, breathe, and live
In my silence
Monday, January 25, 2016
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Introspection
Introspection
With tears
I tear
Into my own scars
Finding within myself
The strength to heal
The strength resides
At the end of each journey
But first I must face fear
In fear
I stand at the precipice
Of what I know
Staring out at the endlessness
Of everything I don't
The only way to cross such a chasm
Is to learn
Looking within to find
My mistakes
My triumphs
I'll need both to expand
Upon my personal precipice
I cannot lose sight
Of the ultimate goal
Which is to never reach
The End
With tears
I tear
Into my own scars
Finding within myself
The strength to heal
The strength resides
At the end of each journey
But first I must face fear
In fear
I stand at the precipice
Of what I know
Staring out at the endlessness
Of everything I don't
The only way to cross such a chasm
Is to learn
Looking within to find
My mistakes
My triumphs
I'll need both to expand
Upon my personal precipice
I cannot lose sight
Of the ultimate goal
Which is to never reach
The End
Angel Baby: To the Future
Angel Baby: To the Future
I was once
A black, white, and blurry heartbeat
Fighting to stay alive
So that I might one day find myself
Loved
Loved by my family
I am now a voice singing loud
I am now a mind expanding out
I am now a spirit breaking free
I will be me
I will be me
I was once
A black, white, and blurry heartbeat
Fighting to stay alive
So that I might one day find myself
Loved
Loved by my family
I am now a voice singing loud
I am now a mind expanding out
I am now a spirit breaking free
I will be me
I will be me
Angel Baby
Angel Baby
I am a heartbeat grown loud
I am a child once silenced
I am someone's miracle
I am a gift
I am a full glow moon in the night sky
I am a heartbeat grown loud
I am a child once silenced
I am someone's miracle
I am a gift
I am a full glow moon in the night sky
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Abstract Silver
Abstract Silver
Shining, shimmering, splendid night sky
The explosives detonate, shattering the deposit
Perfume blasting my space, sauntering into the jewelry store
The cherry balm lip gloss smothers my smile, her sweet reaction to my surprise
The hard truth of my second best nature courses through my veins
Shining, shimmering, splendid night sky
The explosives detonate, shattering the deposit
Perfume blasting my space, sauntering into the jewelry store
The cherry balm lip gloss smothers my smile, her sweet reaction to my surprise
The hard truth of my second best nature courses through my veins
Monday, January 18, 2016
Oath of the Power Ranger Corps
Oath of the Power Ranger Corps
Here we stand
In unified strength
Humble Pride
And undying dedication
Here we remain
As faceless heroes
Anonymous masks
As a shield for the innocent
Here we are
Unknown to those protected
But known
To those who protect
Here we know
Each other by name
Each other as family
Those for whom we would sacrifice
Here we sacrifice
For each other
And for those
We will forever protect
Here we will always be
Rangers of the Corps
Forever and always we will be
Power Rangers
Here we stand
In unified strength
Humble Pride
And undying dedication
Here we remain
As faceless heroes
Anonymous masks
As a shield for the innocent
Here we are
Unknown to those protected
But known
To those who protect
Here we know
Each other by name
Each other as family
Those for whom we would sacrifice
Here we sacrifice
For each other
And for those
We will forever protect
Here we will always be
Rangers of the Corps
Forever and always we will be
Power Rangers
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Questions: Reprise
Questions: Reprise
Why couldn't I see
At the time of questioning
That I was asking
The wrong questions?
It is with time
They say
That one heals
But they fail to mention
What that looks like
Beyond a regained smile
And escape from solitude
It is now
With time
That I see the missed target
Was missed
Because I failed to aim at it
In the first place
So, now, I ask
With a healed heart
And clear mind
In serenity of the soul
I ask:
How?
How could I possibly begin
To thank you
For everything you were to me
And for the better person
You helped me be?
Who?
Who ever could have guessed
That this introspective catalyst
Would lead me
To new strength
New hope
New heartbeats?
Why?
Why would I ever expect
That great dreams
Would come without
Much needed wisdom
The kind of wisdom
That comes from the toughest of lessons?
When?
When will the scars fade,
I once asked.
It's now that I understand
Just how much of a paradox
That notion is.
Scars, by their very nature
Never heal, but merely fade
Fade, but never completely
And now I know
That's a beautiful thing.
What?
What is a finish line
But the starting line
For the next great opportunity?
I am grateful
And I always will be
For the questions
To which you gave me the answers
Thank you
For the heartache
And the new rhythm
I dance to
In sync with my dreams
Thank you
For the memories
That will always be
A reason to smile
Thank you
For what once was
And how it will always be
A part of what is
Why couldn't I see
At the time of questioning
That I was asking
The wrong questions?
It is with time
They say
That one heals
But they fail to mention
What that looks like
Beyond a regained smile
And escape from solitude
It is now
With time
That I see the missed target
Was missed
Because I failed to aim at it
In the first place
So, now, I ask
With a healed heart
And clear mind
In serenity of the soul
I ask:
How?
How could I possibly begin
To thank you
For everything you were to me
And for the better person
You helped me be?
Who?
Who ever could have guessed
That this introspective catalyst
Would lead me
To new strength
New hope
New heartbeats?
Why?
Why would I ever expect
That great dreams
Would come without
Much needed wisdom
The kind of wisdom
That comes from the toughest of lessons?
When?
When will the scars fade,
I once asked.
It's now that I understand
Just how much of a paradox
That notion is.
Scars, by their very nature
Never heal, but merely fade
Fade, but never completely
And now I know
That's a beautiful thing.
What?
What is a finish line
But the starting line
For the next great opportunity?
I am grateful
And I always will be
For the questions
To which you gave me the answers
Thank you
For the heartache
And the new rhythm
I dance to
In sync with my dreams
Thank you
For the memories
That will always be
A reason to smile
Thank you
For what once was
And how it will always be
A part of what is
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