People who want to change the world

I don’t know what is going to happen or where I will live and go but I breathe and move as pressure guides me to an abyss of purpose and unspeakable joy. Like cool water on what feels like a 130 degree day, I long for that sip of sweet delight, enhanced by my plight, striving to keep cool and gulp the water which brings me to life. Life to a body, exhausted by sun which keeps me inside and in shadows seeking relief in the night under stars laying on cool concrete with that a lovely summer breeze. I can breathe and move, relax and think, thanking God for the simple rightness of the day and the night.

It is the yin and the yang, the pull of the tide, blending into a seamless and silent work of art, ticking in time to the machine running this magnificent circle of life. As miracles are performed every day such as water and land feeding one to another, running through sky, sea levels and soil- we are in need of both sea and land. Remember when you felt that muddy brown soil squish between toes as you dance and laugh in the storm as a child, open your mouth to swallow tears fallen from heaven, providing plants with power to live and I walk among corn and beans with rain trickling, soaking, every centimeter of my body and the sun comes out ending my romp through the fields and the creek nearby my house and I wonder and wander as things grow green and small seeds grow sprouting beans, tomatoes, berries and bliss- but I also see them swamped or dried up from too much of one or the other.

Oh sweet love its a balance as flowers are made and thrive in the garden by the seashore, life is not found strictly in one, as one, following one path, dreaming is not so far from reality because they purge themselves into the mind of she who thinks and does. Living and breathing both one and the other- is our present not made of up two indomitable forces the past and the future pushing together as each second is uniquely marked, indelibly, into a moment that cannot be erased.

Darling, we are making history. We are the peaks of mountains declaring lofty goals and proclaiming future glory. We are the pits of volcanoes burning bright and fighting for the chance to show the world what we can do, our red hot desire too hot to be kept inside. We are the weed that cannot be tamed, but scientists will find out we end hunger.

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Diamond

She said I don’t know
I am beautiful
Shining like a thousand
precious stones as
fractals glimmer, reflecting
images of eyes who try to
discriminate, incriminate and
declare my value.
She said I don’t know
I am strong
As crystals transform
under earth’s pressure
becoming an unbreakable
diamond, thrust to the
surface by explosions of
magma and lava spewing.
She said I don’t know
I am priceless
like diamonds mined on
the eve of a crisis held
in grimy hands soaked
with the marks of labor
carefully, delightfully,
extricating me from the
darkness binding.
She said I don’t know
I am authentic
Never to be mistaken as
fake, or be diminished,
hidden, and shouldn’t
fear the microscope
seeking to pronounce I am
damaged or flawed.
She said I don’t know
I am a diamond,
brilliant and perfectly cut.
Ranked among kings and queens.

Villanelle

i don’t see myself in the mirror

shallow eyes hang loosely

cables and wires bulge at my throat

frothing at cracked gates

gasping then, now slowly

i don’t see myself in the mirror

blue and black break

over bones now buried

cables and wires bulge at my throat

ignored hopes slay

the heedless quietly

I don’t see myself in the mirror

Cables and wires bulge at my throat

Home: Life in Pictures

I’m moving out of my home soon and it’s been a struggle to accept that. It’s rare to find somewhere that you feel completely comfortable, happy, and has your unique touches to it. This home, in particular, has been very special to me… It’s been my solace in a very challenging 2 years.

Of course life gets messy,

Of course life gets messy,

you get a little dirty in a variety of ways.

But this was somehow more 

I have felt like I am at a standstill.

I have felt like I am at a standstill.

STUCK

STUCK

I thought I had all my garbage put together

I thought I had all my garbage put together

just to find it overflowing

just to find it overflowing

Sometimes, it's okay, even good, to watch life go by.

Sometimes, it’s okay, even good, to watch life go by.

but really, I had given up on a lot of things

but really, I had given up on a lot of things

All the coffee

All the coffee

And all the chocolate in the world didn't fix it.

And all the chocolate in the world didn’t fix it.

Cause I just couldn't measure up to standards I thought had been set for me.

Cause I just couldn’t measure up to standards I thought had been set for me.

I felt like my path was being blocked, again and again.

My path was being blocked, again and again.

And disappointments seemed to follow

And disappointments seemed to follow me

my hope was dying

dreams and hopes started to fade

But things have begun to clear, and hopes are being renewed.

But things have begun to clear, and hopes are being renewed.

Because as I look at the Son, I can see, and feel, much more clearly.

Because as I look at the Son, I can see, and feel, much more clearly.

And now, my struggle is renewed. Moving will not break me, but grow me.

And now, my struggle is renewed. Moving will not break me, but grow me.

I'll miss you Apartment D

I’ll miss you Apartment D

If you can’t see very far ahead… Go ahead as far as you can see – Dawson Trotman

HE says i am alive

Everyone’s a terrorist at heart,

vile- the core of humanity-

wrapped in self-justification

of morbid worship-

always, always dead.

Don’t you say it.

Don’t you say I’m wrong-

look inside- it’s there! the corpse,

leaking, oozing immorality.

HE says its not in me,

but I say,

zombie.

Lurking there, beneath my skin.

Decomposed at the core,

trying, once again,

to rise.

HE says I’m clean,

pure as untouched snow.

HE claims HE sees within,

and roars life into my lungs.

In and out-

until it becomes habitual living.