The air is an icebox
The people are balls of yarn
Friday, November 28, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
To Love, Or the Loved:
I shackled myself
And jumped behind bars,
And then I threw
You the key.
But I never told you
Why I was there,
So you never set
Me free.
You'd visit, I'd pay,
But want you to stay.
You'd leave, I'd weep
On the ground.
But echoing sobs
Bouncing off bars
Have become
A sweet (sort of) sound.
And jumped behind bars,
And then I threw
You the key.
But I never told you
Why I was there,
So you never set
Me free.
You'd visit, I'd pay,
But want you to stay.
You'd leave, I'd weep
On the ground.
But echoing sobs
Bouncing off bars
Have become
A sweet (sort of) sound.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Water
I'm thirsty, so I drink,
Thinking of those who will never drink again.
They have water though: falling, cascading,
Captivating.
The endless stream will ever affect millions.
It plunges but never hits the ground, only to rise up and be
Immortal.
The water I drank is gone, but
Theirs will go on forever.
The heat of the day reminds me of the scorching flames that could never extinguish
The living fire.
Those flames, the smoke, the collapse —
They took so much.
What can we do for those who died?
We can give them water.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Stars in the Snow
The stars release their little ones, each one of them unique
They gently, quietly, softly fall
And light upon my cheek.
They come with something in them, a compass while they roam
A promise, filled with potential,
To emulate their home
Sunlight beams from heaven above, smiling on little ones below
Who, with purity, have met potential's request,
And stars shine in the snow
I hear a word from the starry snow: "You have potential, too."
With help and love from my Father above,
I can do what Jesus would do.
They gently, quietly, softly fall
And light upon my cheek.
They come with something in them, a compass while they roam
A promise, filled with potential,
To emulate their home
Sunlight beams from heaven above, smiling on little ones below
Who, with purity, have met potential's request,
And stars shine in the snow
I hear a word from the starry snow: "You have potential, too."
With help and love from my Father above,
I can do what Jesus would do.
Saturday, January 11, 2014
The Ground-Sky Spell (Full Version)
Three friends walked through a field of flowers and grass. They walked under a sky as clear as glass. They were out for a day of fun and games. Their names were Jack, Ron, and James.
As they went on, they talked and they talked. They talked about any old thing as they walked. They talked about hopes and talked about dreams. They talked about swimming and fishing in streams.
Just up ahead, something caught Jack's eye. It was a piece of the ground that looked just like the sky. He ran over quick to see what it was. Ron and James wondered, "What's all the buzz?"
Ron and James ran and they caught up to Jack, but all they could see of Jack was his back. He was staring real hard at that piece of ground-sky, and Ron and James couldn't figure out why.
They called out to Jack, but he didn't budge, and he didn't look up when they gave him a nudge. What did Jack see in that piece of ground-sky? He saw two bright birds, flying up high.
The bright birds darted and dashed and zipped. They climbed in the air, and down they dipped. Jack had forgotten about Ron and James. He'd forgotten their plans of fun and games
Watching the birds made Jack very glad, and whenever the birds left, he got a bit mad. But they would return in a minute or so, and Jack could stand waiting, because he loved the show.
Meanwhile, Ron and James were making a plan. "We can get Jack back," said James, "I know we can. We have to act fast to get Jack away, or he'll miss out on a really fun day."
Ron and James had caught on to the Ground-Sky's trick, and they weren't going to buy it, even though it was slick. They'd both seen things for what they really were, and they knew what to do -- yes, they were sure!
Ron saw what they needed right on the ground. It was a nice rock, all smooth and round. He picked it up and gave it a throw. It sailed through the air and hit the Ground-Sky below.
"Right on target!" Ron exclaimed. But why was that the place where he aimed? Well, the rock made a splash and ripples as it fell, and that's what broke the Ground-Sky Spell.
Jack jumped up and yelled, "Oh no! Where are the birds? Where did they go?" "Don't worry;" said James, "look up and you'll see. They're up in the sky, as bright as can be."
Jack lifted his eyes and saw birds, sure enough. They were brighter than ever up past the cloud's fluff. At that very moment, Jack knew what was up -- the Ground-Sky was water, just like in a cup!
Jack had seen the birds in the water's reflection! He was grateful he was pointed in the right direction. He could have just stared at the Ground-Sky for hours. He would have missed time with his friends and smelling the flowers.
Now Jack, Ron, and James could see the birds together. They could enjoy their games in the beautiful weather. They left the Ground-Sky, for now they knew, there were much better things that they could do.
"I'm glad," said Jack, "that I have friends around. I'd rather be with them than stare at the ground. I know they'll stick with me through bumps and bends. Who needs the Ground-Sky when you have friends?"
As they went on, they talked and they talked. They talked about any old thing as they walked. They talked about hopes and talked about dreams. They talked about swimming and fishing in streams.
Just up ahead, something caught Jack's eye. It was a piece of the ground that looked just like the sky. He ran over quick to see what it was. Ron and James wondered, "What's all the buzz?"
Ron and James ran and they caught up to Jack, but all they could see of Jack was his back. He was staring real hard at that piece of ground-sky, and Ron and James couldn't figure out why.
They called out to Jack, but he didn't budge, and he didn't look up when they gave him a nudge. What did Jack see in that piece of ground-sky? He saw two bright birds, flying up high.
The bright birds darted and dashed and zipped. They climbed in the air, and down they dipped. Jack had forgotten about Ron and James. He'd forgotten their plans of fun and games
Watching the birds made Jack very glad, and whenever the birds left, he got a bit mad. But they would return in a minute or so, and Jack could stand waiting, because he loved the show.
Meanwhile, Ron and James were making a plan. "We can get Jack back," said James, "I know we can. We have to act fast to get Jack away, or he'll miss out on a really fun day."
Ron and James had caught on to the Ground-Sky's trick, and they weren't going to buy it, even though it was slick. They'd both seen things for what they really were, and they knew what to do -- yes, they were sure!
Ron saw what they needed right on the ground. It was a nice rock, all smooth and round. He picked it up and gave it a throw. It sailed through the air and hit the Ground-Sky below.
"Right on target!" Ron exclaimed. But why was that the place where he aimed? Well, the rock made a splash and ripples as it fell, and that's what broke the Ground-Sky Spell.
Jack jumped up and yelled, "Oh no! Where are the birds? Where did they go?" "Don't worry;" said James, "look up and you'll see. They're up in the sky, as bright as can be."
Jack lifted his eyes and saw birds, sure enough. They were brighter than ever up past the cloud's fluff. At that very moment, Jack knew what was up -- the Ground-Sky was water, just like in a cup!
Jack had seen the birds in the water's reflection! He was grateful he was pointed in the right direction. He could have just stared at the Ground-Sky for hours. He would have missed time with his friends and smelling the flowers.
Now Jack, Ron, and James could see the birds together. They could enjoy their games in the beautiful weather. They left the Ground-Sky, for now they knew, there were much better things that they could do.
"I'm glad," said Jack, "that I have friends around. I'd rather be with them than stare at the ground. I know they'll stick with me through bumps and bends. Who needs the Ground-Sky when you have friends?"
So, what's the message? I'd love to hear your take in the "comments" section below.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
The Ground-Sky Spell, Pt. 1
Some time ago, my Dad challenged me to write a poem, written in the style of Dr. Seuss, addressed to children but containing a message for adults. I took his challenge, and below is the first part of the poem. Part 2 will come soon, so stay tuned!
Three friends walked through a field of flowers and grass. They walked under a sky as clear as glass. They were out for a day of fun and games. Their names were Jack, Ron, and James.
As they went on, they talked and they talked. They talked about any old thing as they walked. They talked about hopes and talked about dreams. They talked about swimming and fishing in streams.
Just up ahead, something caught Jack's eye. It was a piece of the ground that looked just like the sky. He ran over quick to see what it was. Ron and James wondered, "What's all the buzz?"
Ron and James ran and they caught up to Jack, but all they could see of Jack was his back. He was staring real hard at that piece of ground-sky, and Ron and James couldn't figure out why.
They called out to Jack, but he didn't budge, and he didn't look up when they gave him a nudge. What did Jack see in that piece of ground-sky? He saw two bright birds, flying up high.
The bright birds darted and dashed and zipped. They climbed in the air, and down they dipped. Jack had forgotten about Ron and James. He'd forgotten their plans of fun and games
Watching the birds made Jack very glad, and whenever the birds left, he got a bit mad. But they would return in a minute or so, and Jack could stand waiting, because he loved the show.
Meanwhile, Ron and James were making a plan. "We can get Jack back," said James, "I know we can. We have to act fast to get Jack away, or he'll miss out on a really fun day."
Ron and James had caught on to the Ground-Sky's trick, and they weren't going to buy it, even though it was slick. They'd both seen things for what they really were, and they knew what to do -- yes, they were sure!
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