(no subject)
ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS
[by bradley hathaway (aka - the best poet ever)]
SO WEARY!
and leery!
and DREARY!
I feel.
STOP this MIND
from racing all the time
Restful peace
come hither,
be mine.
It was here
earlier
but now
it's
L O N G
gone
and out of
sight
On this
RESTLESS
SLEEPLESS
CLOGGED-up
left nostril
NIGHT.
I remember
sleep
and WHAT a
comfort
It once
was
BUT NOW
all it does
is leave me
LACKing
Because even there
these thoughts
Just
won't
stop
Y A C K I N G.
so I
I HIT
the FLOOR
and on
bruised knees
start
BANGING
DOWN
your
DOOR.
CAN'T
take
this
ANYmore.
HOLY
SPIRIT
MANIFEST
your
BEING
COMFORT this SOUL
SO THAT I CAN
start singing
of that
peaceful
feeling
that any minute now
you'll be b r i n g i n g.
Grace grows in winter
I am told
(But that's not what I want to hear right now,
truth be known.)
IT'S YOU
FATHER
THAT I DESIRE
SO PUT OUT
this
UNHOLY
F I R E
AND SET ABLAZE
me ANEW
with a peace
that comes
ONLY from you.
WHERE else can I turn
and WHAT
else may I do?
Here I Am.
Yours.
Here I Am.
Yours.
Here I Am...
Yours.