Tagged with Soul

BULIMIA

BULIMIA

my heart bleeds for you but i’m anemic my mind cedes to you i’m catatonic for only this moment a blip on the screen my soul feeds on you but i’m bulimic. Advertisements

NO POETRY

NO POETRY

I’ve no poetry only malaise Life intrudes and I’m unable to believe in diatribes and excess and flourishes and pronouncements I just can’t I’ve no poetry only strife Real obstacles that make me cynical in what I see lacking hope for what could be I just won’t Say anything or express myself anymore It’s redundant and phony it’s … Continue reading

JUXTAPOSED

JUXTAPOSED

I do suppose We’re in repose But predisposed To juxtapose The light and dark The happy sad Together here We’re good and bad And goodness knows I can’t oppose Your soul exposed No longer closed But juxtaposed With pain and hate Where fear does reign Served on a plate Each day imposed So not composed … Continue reading

HOMELESS IN MY SOUL

HOMELESS IN MY SOUL

Today I’m excited because this is the time of year when my church hosts a homeless shelter in our town.  By that I mean we set up cots in one of our church buildings and have about forty-five guys stay over. There are women too, but we don’t host them this time, another church takes … Continue reading

LIFE … art by Nevena Van As

LIFE … art by Nevena Van As

What is life if a place not magic? Is it a place to just pass time? To dismiss and detach from beauty? To presume the worst from others? To deny the significance of caring? To believe there’s just no meaning? What is life if a place not everything? Is it a place to raise tough … Continue reading

YOU WERE HERE

YOU WERE HERE

When you were here Things were different Than they are right now My heart sang My soul burst My mind was filled The music of you For the moment you were here anyway Life had meaning And purpose And when I looked at you I knew why I could see in you All I ever … Continue reading

ANGST

ANGST

darn my socks they need it   ease my soul it’s harried   wash my clothes they’re dirty   soothe my angst with your love

YOUR VIEW

YOUR VIEW

Cerulean eyes pierce through me Deep pools to your soul On my heart takes its toll. Trepidation and awe in your gaze Vulnerability too Can’t escape from your blue. That translucent demeanor strikes a chord Won’t run from it now Validates me somehow Such sincerity and truth in your sight Keep looking now please I’m … Continue reading

STARING INTO THE SUN

STARING INTO THE SUN

It’s the quietness of my mind that I crave. Like when I was smaller, much younger.  I would close my eyes while staring into the sun. I’d get amusement and something akin to inspiration, just by closing my eyes and looking as far ahead as I could; by squeezing them shut. All yellow and white and red … Continue reading