Here I am saying these words to you in case I die soon
Category Archives: Poetry Blog
Room for Friends
It just occurred to me
When I resurrected
The dead talk topic
You said ok..
I have no clue
What to say.
We both know this –
All the days past
Are covered in grace.
But if you had
Something to say
I would hear you
To your face
I’ve only had a handful
Of friendships last for years
Few of these are true brothers
The handful are held
In an open hand
In case they wanted to leave.
But I’ll set about trying
To kick every elephant
Out of here.
Because there’s no more
Room for friends.
I AM..
I AM Silent
But always listening in
waiting for any words
whether or not they rhyme..
I AM Walking
It’s the most I can do
lying in gentle wait
for You, we walk in two’s
I AM Patient
not knowing what to ask
for Fear it won’t be granted
Because the first will be the last
Pre-tense
“Can-do person”
less and less soon
just a person
will that do?
will I lose all
but the real ones
the few and far between?
who call the very minute
and hour of need
no matter how long it’s been..
so long
What Lies Beneath
Women, neighbours
flat screen glows
shattered window blows
children in care somewhere
paying her way out
giving out offers for
mother’s day photos
at the family park
for commission
Sin of omission
a fortune spent
don’t blink! Little faces
immortalized in ink
on my wall
I am reminded of her
in them all
Love is a Battlefield
A word collage of quotes from my reading today…
“Blessed be the man who took notice of me
Relative, Guardian, Redeemer of my family
Removed his sandal as a vow
to renew her life.”*
“We don’t talk much but I believe
we have a more complete communion
with one another than even lovers have.
We are two minute sparks of life
what does he know of I or I of him?
Formerly we should not have
A single thought in common
now we sit with a goose between us
and feel in unison
are so intimate
that we do not even speak.”**
*The Book of Ruth- NRSV Bible
**”All Quiet on the Western Front” by Erich Maria Remarque, p.85. (HEB London, 1986)
Natural Born
Seems the things that make us happy, haven’t changed much since we were in nappies – love food, stimulation, mother nature’s inspiration – rap lyrics to ‘The Favourite’ (author unknown)
Street angels
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Like a bolt out of the blue they came to me
Standing in wait as I walked aimlessly
In the dark, the day, back street, bar pew
The night market, car park, the mall
Just standing around head looking down
Saying words under their breath
The names have escaped, their faces erased
But if not for intervention it was surely death
For just the week before or the night after last
Another girl just like me had also walked past
But they met a different face and ever since had paid
Ultimate price for freedom to walk out past late
Fellow from far North under dim street light
Walkabout round nowhere I’d been serving tables
Waiting just to take me in and serve me soy tea
He showed me what it meant to set my Spirit free
The woman waiting patiently each day on every street
For the one to hear her words and in turn agree
She gave up all she had also her family
To bare her soul to every passer by she’d meet
Once I knew the code of this secret army
I found them plain clothes everywhere
Staring right into my soul carefree
Just when nobody else would dare
Parental Guidance Recommended
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At break of day our Padre
Awakens and stirs me
Words and phrases exchanged
Ruminating upon this mind
The purveyor of fine intricacies,
Subtleties and non-sensicalities
Steeped in Pathos here relieved
To bathe in bathos
At the wink of an eye upon pillow
We exchange a therapeutic peek-a-boo
With the clouded sun peeping out
Casting light round and round the garden
Penny Lane
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Reporting life
In distorted
Staccato
Sentences
One word in front
Of another
Why bother?
Well, it’s just
A long journey
I intend to take
In order that
My journey and I
Will make
A natural end.
A Penny for your thoughts..