Family COMMUNion

Brave the sorrow, brave the cold Stave tomorrow's frozen hold Sodden beauty, ice's crystal Winter's duty, evil's fistule Deaden all these dreams Turn what's warm to cold Refract shallow beams Winter's grip is bold Give the life to let it rest trust that Father knows what's best Tears that freeze upon my face bitter journey, coldest place linking all these memories whitened hope from darkest stain bitter chill to ward off enemies No regret to kill cold's pain I'm skating here I'm flailing here Angel warm me with your glow let your light be Truth I know Crying in the interim Nearly silent, standing strong Holding all this winter in Lest I find out I've been wrong Angel help me. Sing your song I've been faithful for so long Perhaps it's in my blatant sin the weakness hidden deep within Do you deprive me of your mercy? You see how hard it's been The pleasure they find when they hurt me?

I miss you every moment I miss you by the hour penance and atonement my heart a fading flower Salt and pepper softness the callous of your hand I knew that Love would cost this but I still don't understand The throaty softened chuckle that sweet lopsided grin the way you passed your knuckle from my jawline to my chin Memories brief and fleeting The things I choose to hold While I lay here bleeding in the place love's left me, cold Missing, I am missing I've lost my half of me all that time just wishing for what would never be I wish you were stronger I wish I had been brave I'd have held you longer I'd never learn to cave Missing, I am listless Alone and I'm ashamed hurting and I'm driftless Certain I've been framed Please bring back what's broken Please just let me have it I was far too open and now I cannot stand it Missing, I am missing Looking to find me In all the worn

"For the BROKEN Body" It's in the grimace of his jaw the steel within his eyes its in the slightest flinch I saw whilst noting his demise it's in his open apathy as others hurt and bleed he wears the mark of misery a dam of pain besieged Compared to truth his confidence appears to be a fake he wears his rags as righteousness but all for pity's sake In dreams he rescues maidens In heart, he breaks the curse but fear it leaves him brazen and worry leaves him worse He struggles with reality I fear it leave him cold He'll fight with his mortality  before he's grown old Here, I thought her safely the twinkle in her eye the quiet breaths of laughter the deep contented sigh It seemed that in her age, she'd found a safer place She almost had me comforted. She'd nearly built my case The simplest of moments her loss it dared to show I'd barely chance to notice shame she'd come to know It finds her quiet often It holds her in its clutches the k

Driven through with blurring seams Pages bound with sodden reams strangely laced with dirty themes All that's golden bravely gleams Body marked and heart that's torn Promise raped, allegiance sworn Fatal wound to all that's born A time to weep a time to mourn Fight against revenge's snare Dine-in love seems meager fare Danger lies near, waiting there Broken heart, raw flesh laid bare Shock you with this scrawny fight Let His love light up the night I know you hate it when I'm right Your bark made dents but not your bite Flagrant Flowing Stagnant Glowing Love forever strong and growing A book I never thought to write Dreamy Notions Murky Oceans Bottomless these strong emotions Autonomous is my respite Razor rip the reddened thread Tears that soak my weary bed Dirtied lace that left me dead Bruise my heel and crush his head Value for the Victory Arms of hope entangle me broken cord that set me free all that I was meant to be City set upon a hill Die to live, i

Wrestling October 13, 2010 at 12:14pm Tie it tighter behind her head She always was a fighter make her pay for what she said light her Truth on fire Bind the bonds behind her back make the wrists bleed slowly she'll never run, but she'll fight back she thinks she's strong and holy Mock her while she struggles Kick her while she's down hold the one who stumbles pin him to the ground. I've seen you in my past I've seen you in his eyes I know this cannot last so familiar with your lies Rip the covering, cut the head swarmed by vultures, left for dead never doubt the fire the gold has been refined dragged out of the mire I won't leave you behind Darkness twists the present's grasp all your views are tainted keyhole vision, afraid to ask cowardice inflated. When all has been exerted the countdown has been laid the truth has be

A hill and a sled A four-poster bed A two-sided black iron fireplace Old pocket doors Hard wooden floors an old banister wrapped 'round a staircase A sparkling river an old grand's sweet timbre the music rain plays on roof's tin The orchard it beckons my children the ruins of a greenhouse' gone days and dreams that I used to be lost in manifest now in these ways And as I draw near the solo I hear played on the wind in the trees A mournful, soft song A melody strong that strains on the soft evening breeze: "Show me the patience that love is Promise I'll not be alone Home is where all of my heart lives willingly claimed as his own" Evenings of music and laughter the echo of "happily ever after" sung in the rustling leaves It won't mean a thing these melodies ring the bluebird's song sing without you, this house not a home "Show me the kindness that love is Forgive and forget my mistake Home i

This needed to be reposted.....if I need to read it again then so do you. Faint with weight of apathy Your heart it waits to cradle me and in the faintest light I see the image of all I was made to be Never dawning as I hoped light would Always running from what I never understood asking why this crash of destiny I tried to bear  responsibility And there you are my Master Do you still wait for me? There you are my Lover Still, I see Your longing. You refuse my backward glance You won't allow the faith of happenstance You settle for the future and promise it secure You paint a fuller picture and quiet every fear And there you are my Faithful Friend The only One that's constant The  Strength of Love that will not end awakes a heart despondent Filling every empty hole drawing me with push and pull making ways where none could see extending every help to me It seemed once i was worthy untarnished by this pain Then, Your love was burning Yet now; the bluest flame I find it hard t

It hurts It's how you know it's real Not everything works even when you're sure it will

You devilish brute I cannot understand you Sometimes you seem a complete alien to me like a creature from another planet gruff and grating in the voice but with a softness around the eyes and a loud and often foul mouth that betrays your strong exterior and makes you susceptible to your ever-brooding sinful nature. You cave to that nature more than most women...or maybe you are less capable of hiding it than we are.   Lies have never suited men as well as they do women, but that doesn't keep them from foolishly trying over and over again.  You've lost my trust and for very, very good reason. You can't even tell when you lie anymore. You don't even notice. an exterior that seems almost animal-like...with the rough beard that can wound a woman's delicate skin if she gets close enough to try to see and feel who you really are, as if for protection from a beast, or a prodding heart, or an empathetic tenderness, lest your eyes betray your weakness onc

Shame has a definition.   It's the effect of sin Shame claims an identity.  It belongs to each of us Shame holds its prisoners.  It rarely lets go Shame is rarely honest.   It most always lies And when it lies….we call it pride Pride is what we do when people get too close to our shame.  It's what we do. Bonhoeffer said that shame is evident when a man won't meet another man's gaze…or rather when he refuses to hold that gaze.  He looks away. He's ashamed. Shame is the first sin.  It's the original sin.  It's what made Adam and Eve hide in the garden.  It's what made them cover themselves with the skin of animals.  It's what kicked them out of Eden and it's what happened when they ate from the tree.  It IS the knowledge of good and evil.  It's knowing the difference. Shame makes us suffer with ourselves.  It makes us hurt, deceive, abuse and even kill those who get to close to seeing what we are or who we really are. Shame is

The things I've said have shaken me the things I've done left me cracked and dented The love I gave has awakened me as I realize my gift is defected and but one sees my quiet world the shadowed universe I live in Where all my darkness follows me and guilt is all I'm given And I turn on my heel as I pray for your forgiveness And I beg not to steal one more moment of indifference Where I've been has taken me I cannot reclaim what's relented My words reveal my inner pain the wounds I thought were mended Radiant dreams and colored visions I tried to cover up my grayland but oil shades and watery derisions only stained my blatant statement I am not the beauty I painted to be I haven't ability to see as You see My mirror is refracted I've seen me as I am The covenant detracted in the image of a man Where I go is changing me I reflect no counter Who I am is haunting me Grace my meager fodder Providence espouse me no m