Today I opened wide my eyes,
And stared with wonder and surprise,
To see beneath November skies
An apple blossom peer;
Upon a branch as bleak as night
It gleamed exultant on my sight,
A fairy beacon burning bright
Of hope and cheer.
'Alas! ' said I, 'poor foolish thing,
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Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
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I was hoping to be happy by seventeen.
School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,
An obnoxious tuba playing at noon because our team
Was going to win at night. The teachers were
Too close to dying to understand. The hallways
Stank of poor grades and unwashed hair. Thus,
A friend and I sat watching the water on Saturday,
Neither of us talking much, just warming ourselves
By hurling large rocks at the dusty ground
And feeling awful because San Francisco was a postcard
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Oceanic dawn
at the center
of my life,
waves like grapes,
the sky's solitude,
you fill me
and flood
the complete sea,
the undiminished sky,
tempo
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They say I looked back out of curiosity.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.
Checking for pursuers.
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It pains my soul
When one takes their life
A perminent solution
To their struggles and strife
They have no answers
Have no hope
To ease their pain
And be able to cope
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Big or small
Short or tall
During our lives
We all fall
It's the nature of things
Don't ya know
But keep in mind
You're not alone
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I pinned my head against this wall,
starting to question where things went wrong.
People beginning to be ripped from my life,
without leaving a single trace why.
Just when I felt myself begin to heal again,
my emotions came down like father with the airmen.
Along with mother also gone,
and no one to care for sister Caroline,
I felt myself start to lose my mind.
And with the boy I thought things were forever,
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Dubious is the restless heart
The nerves pathed by melancholy
As the heart pulsates with hope
It is but, crushed with a pressing might,
the conniving mind,
presses against the soul
with an impetus so powerful
the body thuds
falls with a cry
A cry for help
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Love is the light of the Almighty,
Rising softly in the heart, greeting the soul,
Flowing like a river in the valley of life,
Bringing hope to life amidst despair.
It is present without form, but felt,
Erasing wounds, stringing together hopes,
Uniting souls that were once separated,
In the arms of love that never tires.
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