Monday, June 29, 2020

Tongue tied
Like 13 year old boy
In front of a beautiful girl
Of 14
Feeling blushful untrustful
Not wanting to be seen
Until I'm up
On a podium
 my words
Written in secret
My cheat sheet
Uttered in public
Suddenly I'm the queen
Declaring truth
Unafraid
Confidence echoing within
Tiptoed, in the center
Of expectant ears
I rise above all my fears
Famous for a moment
In my own mind
Unafraid of failure
I don't stumble
This time.


Friday, June 26, 2020

I am not the storm

I'm not a torrential downpour of anger and fury
I don't fight back
I'm a sunny lake side afternoon
With not much going on
Besides Dragonflies buzzing lazily
And the relentless sun
Shining on the cool refreshing waters underneath.
I'm not the storm
Even when I'm angry
Still even, still....
My emotions poems
And words
So many words
Stirring and shifting within
I'm not a storm
Though I have weathered many
Yet I still shine.

Sunday, June 21, 2020

Hagar

Histories destiny
You followed the law
Obedient to a fault
The fault of another
Bearing Isaac's half brother
You didn't have to be part
Of the story of the world
A pawn in a flawed plan
Yet you were
Bringing to life
A new nation
Ishmael's blood
Redemption's adversary
Yet a beautiful seed
A promise in itself
A people longing to be
Redeemed.

Mirror
My eyes reflect light
I see
Receive images
I am not my eyes
My mouth forms words
Speaking thoughts into existence
Breathing, breathing
I am not my mouth
My ears here prayer, plea and petition
Music and melody, all for me
I am not my ears
My feet beautiful, carry good news
Travel and wander
In walking shoes
I am not my feet
My heart beats
Blood's path of life
Transporting oxygen
Feels, receives emotion
Bends, breaks, mends
Pours out love again and again
I am not my heart
You have hands, feet, eyes and ears, a mouth and heart, arms that embrace
I want to believe
That you have a face
Your mind is infinite
You are like me
Yet I am not God
I never will be.

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Finding Faith

I lost myself
When I was seventeen
Felt like an ogre
When all I wanted was to be seen
And maybe a queen
Fell in and out of love
And then back again
That moment
And the next
When confusion is your friend
Ping pong back and forth
Cannot make up my mind
I am falling falling falling
Now I am behind
Who am I defending
What I am standing for?
Who I am defending?
Can I handle anymore?
Black eye makeup spilling
Like a waterfall of shame
Is there a balm of healing
To swallow all my pain
Or will I let me feelings
Be victorious again?
I have so many questions
And a road before my eyes
Seeking from within me
Is where my answer lies.

Sunday, June 14, 2020

Changes
Happen slowly
Like sunflowers growing
You never see it
But one day
They're taller than a toddler
Bright happy yellow
Round like the sun
Against the iridescent blue
Of a promising sky
That covers the world
Swallowing her cares
A blanket of peace
Over the stirring storms
Underneath.