Friday, August 21, 2009

Change Happens (apparently)

So, I'm notorious for scribbling random thoughts in random notebooks, forgetting all about them, and rediscovering them way later. That's pretty much the story behind this poem. I know I wrote it 2 yrs ago, because I dated it...but I can't tell you the inspiration behind this one. I don't even remember writing it, but it's in my handwriting, so...(shrug). Let me know what you think.

Change Happens

it's not always a good thing but it happens
to anything that grows
you can't stop it
you can only influence the direction that it goes

ask anyone who knows about civil rights
and the ongoing struggle that turned into a fight
that turned into a movement led by a people
who resisted oppression and demanded freedom
they demanded change
in the face of opposition that demanded more of the same
the people demanded change
and so change came

but change doesn't need the collective voice of a distressed population
change only needs time to affect the present situation
the only uncertainty is the extent of modification
that change brings when it comes

and change is never done
it will simply wax and wane
ebb and flow
shrink and grow
into something new
into something different than what we're used to

sometimes change is called a transition
in leadership change is called succession
a change to written words is called a revision
a turnover in sports indicates a change of possession

call it what you want
growing, learning, moving, aging, rearranging...
it's all changing
as long as time continues to pass
it's foolish to think anything will last
change happens

Monday, August 17, 2009

Complete but Unfinished

So, I jotted this tidbit down about a week ago. It doesn't really feel finished to me, but at the same time I don't know what else I have to say. I was told that these words can stand alone the way they are, so I let them be for now. What say you?

if you've seen him walk
you've seen the footsteps of God
he leaves light in his wake
blessings wherever he trods
filling his conversation
with tokens of wisdom
he's truth on two legs
a foreshadow of what's to come...

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Flames Echoes & Kisses

Flames, Echoes & Kisses

flames of inspiration
leaping from within
soulful weeping that's akin
to sleeping in a den
of wellbeing

living in the present while seeing
echoes of the past
how these images last
and burn themselves onto my heart

from the start
we were already one
already connected
the right of fellowship respected
we rejected the thought
of any possibility of wrong

our love makes song
singing in sweet bliss
with melodies of tenderness
and truthfulness
our spirits kissed

and joined our souls together

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Wordless Wednesday (figuratively speaking, of course)

No Words

looking at me as if my mouth just broke
you already spoke
your piece
so now you wait for me
to speak mine
i'm trying to find
the right words to express
my distress
or happiness
or whatever it is that i'm feeling
but i can't concentrate if
you're gonna stare

so you just sit there
while my words flutter elsewhere
somewhere searching for themselves
knocking down emotions that have been
carefully placed on shelves
inside my mind's cage
i used to think i was brave
until now

i tried to begin
but i can only exhale
if words were arms
all they would do is flail about
because they're doing everything
but coming out
of my mouth

i'm struggling to verbalize
the flicker you see in my eyes
and the trembling in my thighs
trying to downsize the whys
so i can at least tell you what

explanations are for the birds
sometimes there are no words

Monday, August 3, 2009

Haiku: Getting into Position

There's no way around it...not if you actually want love.
my tender, worn heart
crawled out from its hiding place
and exposed itself