Tuesday, March 29, 2011

A Softening

There is a softening
that takes place
in the blood, the bones
and the skin

when one swims in
the warmest waters
and walks in the humid air.

There is a softening
of the heart
when forgiveness is offered
and when it is granted.

When someone's skin
sets upon yours
declaiming love for you
do you not feel soft?
Safe?
Loved, honored, and protected?

There is a softening
when we forget the
worries and wars
of the world
and turn inward,
to find deep
and abiding love.

The softer we feel,
the more loving
and loved we are
and the more peaceful
the world around us is.

After all,
the wings of angels
are not comprised of
steel and stone,
but of kindness, sweetness
and love.

I think this is how
we get to heaven--
by softening.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

ALL OR NOTHING

All dressed up
With nowhere to go.

All these thoughts and ideas
But no sounding board.

All these emotions and feelings
And no shoulders broad enough
For them.

So many assets
That I can’t spend.

This plethora of wonderful things
I must do alone.

I want it all.
I need it all.
I can’t shout into the vacuum forever.

Give me your all,
As I do.

Or give me nothing.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

To Elizabeth

I hope you had a splendid trip, Elizabeth.
What will happen now that you're Up There?

Will you see your father up there
consorting with Dali & Van Gogh?

Will Michael do a pirouette
spangling in his sequined suit?

Is Eddie crooning
and making teenyboppers swoon
while snapping his Magic Fingers?

Is Richard waiting for you
so he can love you again
as your angels must have intended?

Will you twinkle and sparkle
in white diamonds?

Do you know how many people
who loved you so much
who will be so happy
to see you?

Let us know what it's like up there, Elizabeth.
Give us a sign you're okay.
We loved you so much.
Perhaps too well.

Our star is a little dimmer, Elizabeth.
But Heaven is far, far brighter.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

TIME OUT OF MIND*

My back against the wall

Of a heated swimming pool.

Alone with my thoughts.

The chatter inside my mind

Growing fainter and fainter

Until the only noise in my head

Is of a whispered prayer for peace.

My eyes close as the warm water

Seeps into my bare skin.

I open them

And the world seems different.

War, famine, and bedlam

Have all set with the sun.

All that’s left is this dark paradise;

The candles, the pool, the crickets,

And me.

And now, you join me.

Our energies will make this moment

Truly timeless.

*to Cathy Braun

Saturday, February 26, 2011

JUST

I just happened

To think of you

Just now.

I just wanted to be

In your embrace

Just below the covers.

I just felt

The glow inside of you.

Oh, how happy it makes me.

I just closed my eyes

And saw the twinkle

In yours.

I just think

Everything is just

So much nicer

With you.

I just have to

Find you.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

God's Smile

Stopped for a light
on a quiet intersection
I rub my eyes.

And when I blink,
I see His smile.
A perfectly round,
wordless,
immaculate smile.

A smile without eyes
or a face.

I blink again,
and I still see His smile.

It could only be God.

He wants me to know that
He loves me.

Exquisitely, perfectly,
and without regret.

The light turns, and I
drive on.

God has smiled upon me this day.
He didn't have to, but He did.

His smile will never leave
my soul, even during its
darkest night.

When God smiles,
all my words
are futile
to state his grace.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Racehorse

pawing at the dirt.
biting my lip.
champing at the bit.

waiting for the jarring
of the bell
to open the gate.

ready to charge
like a screaming soldier
with a bayonet
from the metal
constriction.

twenty others like me
know how I feel.
just as hungry.
just as desperate.

racing for a glory
that we can only
hint at.