Sleepless

I rock, I talk I sway, I pray I spin, I grin I wait, I meditate. I caress, I assess I sing, I swing I bless, I stress I nurse, I coerce. I dance, I prance I breathe, I seethe I bounce, I flounce I blunder, I thunder, “WILL THIS BABY EVER FALL ASLEEP?!”

Rebirth

Unexpectedly, a typical tumble in the turbid monotony of the mundane, metamorphoses into a molting of denial, a moving manifestation of humility.   Hope spins in spirals, shooting sparks across my soul, granting me a glimpse of Grace.

Sea Shades

Just as my eyes begin to adjust to the salty darkness, they distinguish your shadowy figure, struggling to discriminate your form from the obscure. They battle to hold on to your silhouette, to define it against the sea’s shades of night. Having been blurred for so long, I find your face has begun to clear....

Addiction

You think that your pernicious persuasion will convince me of your perjury, but your deception only drives the doubt deeper into my disposition. I raise my eyes long enough to catch your distressed but determined glare and the occasional blinking spasm, as you swear by all things sacred. The injury you are inflicting on our frail...

Am I a Checklist?

I just read an incredible blog entry which moved me to my core this morning.  Suddenly my chaotic week of emotional pitfalls dissipated and I realized I was resisting the challenges that have been handed to me.  I re-read my own advice in the poem Currents and recognized that I have strayed from my own beliefs. I have allowed...