Aha

Upon the path to getting there
I'm up and down and
here and there and
often find that I don't care
enough

to take the mess you will unload
you speak
and then my head explodes
red hot with sparks
and no one knows
they'll sizzle
on
your dewy skin
and burn a hole
and let me
in
to see past
insecurity
to know
that you
are just
like
me

Aha!

Earth Hour 2011 Official video

Conviction

Wondering if
maybe
the twist
in my gut
is...
real.

Should I be
making
plans to
act on
these
convictions?

Who
cares
if
I
weep
for the
withering rose
wilting
on the
vine?

Big
deal
if I
gasp
at the flashing
image of
hungry
children
and
caged puppies?

What I feel
can fill
my soul,
but
it
won't
heal
gaping
wounds.


Gnawing
unease
strangles
my
breath.

Should I
stand
and shake
off
this
vice
of apathy
for all
of us?

And if
I should
do I
have enough
courage
to
raise a
clenched
fist
and
shout
as
loudly
as
I must?

If I
climb over
this
brown
muddy
earth

and scale the hillside
under a new day
will I find you
beside me

or
will
I
stand
alone?

I will take the nightwatch.

weary world
be still
rest a bit
I'll be here
when you wake

your face is lined
with the effort
of the burdens
you must
endure

your hands
they shake
from the toil

your feet
they crack
and bleed
upon the cliffs
you scale

relax your brow
let the darkness
fall
around you

put down
your tools
your weapons
your wares

I will take the night watch

soak your feet
in warm
southern seas

wrap yourself
in velvety
peace

let the song
of your
turmoil
slow
to
lullaby

sleep
dream of
tomorrow's
dawning joy.

Sustenance

Carrying a heavy bundle
sharpened sticks
scraped clean of
protective bark

ends rough
peeling, boring
into bare skin
shoulders
aching

basket filled
treasures grown
feather like buds
plucked waiting
balm

seeking water
three drops
one for thirst
another to cool
the last to cleanse
her steps

she walks past
barren fields
and fills
our bellies
with
hope