Imaginings are the boats I build
Nailing together wishes
So I can push the shore away
And sail into a lovely dream.
But the water is deceitful above all things
Full of eels and evils
Untethered, I'd sail into a monster's jaws
The currents are strong
I'd be so easily swept away
Without anchors on my ankles.
Nowadays I lie in the sand
Breathing in the sun
Wondering why I would ever want to sail away
my heart's desire always dwelt here
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
melted
I'm a snowflake that fell into lava.
I never stood a chance, So happy to melt away
Plunged in fire.
Faint with love.
I see a glimpse, and I whirl around to hear His voice.
The light of the kingdom shines through broken bits of creation. I linger in those places.
I never stood a chance, So happy to melt away
Plunged in fire.
Faint with love.
I see a glimpse, and I whirl around to hear His voice.
The light of the kingdom shines through broken bits of creation. I linger in those places.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
boys vs candy
Kisses might be sweet, but candy you can keep and eat
Kisses melt in your pockets.
You can't keep them in a fridge.
They don't come in a wrapper or a box to keep them safe.
And I've never met a boy as strong as the taste of a sour straw.
Or a man with a heart as soft as cotton candy.
Boys are more stubborn than Milk Duds clinging to your teeth.
Also, you can't get cooties from eating candy
Kisses melt in your pockets.
You can't keep them in a fridge.
They don't come in a wrapper or a box to keep them safe.
And I've never met a boy as strong as the taste of a sour straw.
Or a man with a heart as soft as cotton candy.
Boys are more stubborn than Milk Duds clinging to your teeth.
Also, you can't get cooties from eating candy
post-rain
A thousand little frosted mirrors
Are thrumming with the last few drips
Slip-sliding out of the sky.
The world is dressed in shades of silver
Each breath feels soggy in my chest
and tastes like a cool drink of water.
Are thrumming with the last few drips
Slip-sliding out of the sky.
The world is dressed in shades of silver
Each breath feels soggy in my chest
and tastes like a cool drink of water.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)