I found a pen in the darkness, where you left me. Words they found me beaming, when the soul cried out for meaning. It was not the violence, but the constant undermining. Through the cocooned gas and dust, a hand swept. I saw the stars. The same hand that broke the boom and saved theContinue reading “Aye Ready”
Tag Archives: Freedom
I’m Free
My reality, I submit onto the spirit as feelings form into tears with each tear I taste I realize again faith is sufficient. It’s difficult to accept matters of this world flesh will more than condemn hope slides seeming all to to be lost. His blood again has cleansed me spirit lead me where IContinue reading “I’m Free”
Remembering
Feels like I’ve been here so long. So I strain to think back, to when things weren’t so wrong. But all I see is my hands cuffed in a sweatbox. So I strive even harder, trying to forget about locks. No! I’m in a cold court cell and like a scared snail, I retreat aloneContinue reading “Remembering”
Thoughts in my old mans truck
We lent my old mans truck filled that monster up, and headed southwest across the border. In wellington wet walks your face shone a smile. With red wine and firelight I know a part of heaven my eyes have seen. Raindrops on the ifor ping, in Swallow falls I am aware love is strong. IContinue reading “Thoughts in my old mans truck”
Smith Shine Poetry 