Him

I love him
and perhaps
That is poetry enough

The Swing

A lonely rope swing sways in the wind

Outside a house no longer my home

But the scene’s only dismal when you know

How far from that life I’ve roamed

 

The life I led, blind to ugliness

The things I’ve lost along my way

The moments I’ll never remember

The words we’ll never say

With deeper understanding, I know

Comes a clearer vision of everything

Yet I can’t help feeling I’ve lost

Something - at the end of a lonely rope swing

How Deeply

Perhaps the reason it’s taken so long

For me to fall for you

Is because I know how deeply I can love

And I was afraid you were untrue

But now that I know that you don’t mind

A soul that is less than perfect

I feel a peace that’s new – I can unwind

I don’t think you will reject

Me, like all the rest

Your Name

Names are funny things, I think –

The importance we tack to them,

Of how they’re spelled and what

They mean: leader, servant, or gem
 It shows how little we can read into

The lives of those around us

From the people that we barely know

To the people we feel have found us

But I love your name, I love its sound

Spoken by any voice at all

I love it for what it means to me

I love that it’s a voice I can call

You see

Your name means safety,

A heart that’s true

And most of all,

Your name means you

Surrender

There is a calming peace

That comes along with surrender

A wonderful release

In killing my defender

Because when I stop defending

And instead speak honestly

Then I can stop pretending

And lean against something solidly

Rooted in devotion.

My Apology

I’m sorry for saying sorry

For everything that I do

But for the first time since we met

I’m afraid of losing you

My night in Poetry…

Love is not romance,

Love is a choice

So perhaps I’ve found

The one I’ll choose

To…

I have a sudden fear – of a word

A word I threw around before

But for the first time in my life

The rain doesn’t threaten to pour

So I’ll keep that word

Under lock and key

In case the rain comes back again

But now and again

I open up to see

That word, waiting like a friend

Like a friend who waits to be more

He thinks I still care

I can tell by the look in his eye

He thinks it still matters to me

He’s afraid I’ve bought into the lie –

That his past will his future be

He thinks I still care about what

Has passed and is laid to rest

Well he may think that now, but

(Perhaps you’ve already guessed)

We all have pasts and stories and scars

We could count our faults forever

But life is short so instead let’s count stars

And promise that we will never

Find it within us to care

My Center

What does my world revolve

Around? What is at my center?

It’s a puzzle I don’t want to solve

For if I let truth enter

I’ll find at the center of my vast universe

Is the pinprick of a person called me

What a short time from my birth to my hearse

To spend without trying to see

That indulging in my self-pity and pride

And only seeking to reach my own goals

Is like chasing the clouds or trying to ride

On a ship that is peppered with holes

God, give me the strength to break the chains

That have taken this long to forge

Help me open my eyes to a world full of pains

Help me give you the reigns, before my life wanes

Instead of continuing my selfishness to gorge