sad reminders of
midwest winter snow
cold catholic church
heaven in stained glass windows
like rock candy
and when on sunday
their daughter turned at me and said,
"mom and dad, is it a boy or a girl"
"mom and dad, is it a he or a she"

it's the forbidden moment that we live
that fires our sad escape
and holds passion more that words can say

Amani Jesu

I think there is Kenyan dust in my eyes when I try to remember that nothing is certain in this life, and perhaps I should have written more, swallowed the bitterness of passion fruit, or hugged goodbye instead of just saying it. But hello looks like goodbye from this end, and I have been hiding in between life choices, praying that the ( Read more... )

the hurting never ends ( Read more... )

tell me and take your time
set free this soul of mine
freeze frame this sedate moment
lie me in your quiet ground

i understand your
tired eyes for these
tired homes and tired trees
i see the pain in those
brown eyes
fires burn in autumn skies

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brown eyes

and so its like this ( Read more... )

Sing me to sleep underneath a blanket of stars tonight, where all my hopes and fears look childish in the light.

- the gloria record, a bye