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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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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The darkness does not knock— it seeps, and it stains.
It craws through your marrow and threads through your veins.
Not a wound to touch, nor a scar to trace.
Just a hollowing force that tried your life and stole your grace.
I hear neighbors laugh, then it twists into your cries.
I know your grief presses heavy— cold and unkind.
I’m helpless in flesh as I draft, for you, my prayers.
Oh Lord— how I would bear your sorrow and spare you these labors.
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An island sunset, when mango moon is calling,
Lush palm fronds sway, when the day is stalling.
Ivory tailed comet, comes but once in a lifetime,
Sitting in tropical sunset, at just the right time.
Gemmed hummingbird sparkle. Destiny dreams.
Pink sun is roving. Glossy crows' feathers gleam.
What was left behind, is often recalled to mind;
Yet, plum fate isn't unkind, as love again you find.
I have loved you like rivers love the pull of the moon,
like roots love the weight of the earth
a quiet, unshaken devotion,
deep beneath the places eyes can see.
You do not walk into a room,
you arrive,
soft as candlelight flickering in the hush of midnight,
turning walls into something holy,
something that knows your name.
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I danced with demons, felt their cold embrace,
In those depths of my despair, I thought I found my place.
A fleeting high, a moments peace, but yet the darkness came,
A cycle of destruction, that never ending game.
The laughter turned to silence, love faded to fear,
The faces of my family blurred, their voices disappeared.
I traded joy for numbness, each thrill became a ghost.
In my addiction, I lost what mattered most.
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Paranoia that resides and confines.
The truth knows nothing of your breath.
Not a thought left unsaid.
No hush— unfiltered; obsessed.
Haste to red— embodiment of embarrassment.
Conductor of my mental state.
A flaw of mine I so much hate.
Temper-less parades.
I have yet to find my escape.
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I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.
If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
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