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Relationship Ropes (A Poem)

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How long will you let this continue?
Or is the fault on me?
Lost and wondering, hopeful pondering
‘Tis the life I lead.

I wait for you and I wait some more
to hear your howling outside my door
But silence pierces through the room
And all I have are thoughts of you.

Desperation
Anticipation
Angst and doubts
Cause separation

I feel us slipping.
What’s it I’m missing?
Weren’t we just kissing?

Where’s the knot?

While I’m holding on to it
You seem to be letting go
as we both wait to see
who breaks the rope.

Love So Good It Hurts

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Have you ever known
love so close it hurts?
Aching inside
Screaming, “This works!”
Dreaming is heavenly
Waking is better
One step closer
to being together.
Earth suits ripping
at the seams
Bursting with feelings
Glowing like beams
With every glance
With every touch
With every look
With every nudge
With every smile
You’re overwhelmed
Powerful leaps
and spells abound.
I never understood
when people used to say,
“It feels so good it hurts.”
But sometimes love is that way.

Presence (A Poem Inspired by Ecclesiastes 3)

Posted on by under Christian Spirituality, Poetry

A time to be born
A time to die
A time to laugh
A time to cry
A time to love
A time to hate
A time to start
A time to wait
A time to keep quiet
A time to speak out
A time to grieve and mourn
A time to dance and shout
A time to heal
A time to kill
A time to take action
A time to be still

There is a time and a place for every last thing under the sun
But to know what a moment calls for, you must be present for one.

A Poem Inspired by The Book of Ecclesiastes

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Neither the wise nor the fool
Will be remembered for long,
Since both will be forgotten
In the days to come.

Both the wise and the foolish
We all will one day die.
Everything seems pointless
Like catching wind from the sky.

It’s easy to fall into a pit
Of deep and dark despair.
We work so hard, then pass away.
So why should we even care?

We can fill our days with pleasure
Make achievements of every kind
Then get drunk off wine and wonder
What it takes to quiet our mind.

Yes, even this seems pointless,
When we step back and look away.
Spend enough time pondering it
We end up on our knees to pray.

Alas! It’s this! Our purpose is here.
In Him, we find it all more clear.
He came with meaning after the fall.
Now life’s not so pointless after all.

Quarter Life Crisis (A Poem)

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I am all over the place.
Of everything I want a taste
Both physically and mentally
Dipping toes, intentionally

Maybe this… Could that be better?
Taking flight to chase the weather.
I fly right through,
both high
and low.

People say I’m interesting.
It’s true, I have seen many things.
The more I see
the less
I know.

I run around both day and night.
“So productive!” They’d be right.
The more I do,
the less
I show.

I’ve had nothing come from this
but conquered goals and to do lists.
Checking off the fears I’ve faced,
I am all over the place.

Risky Business (A Poem)

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It’s risky business
Falling in love
Electrical currents
Eyes lit up

The onrush of bliss brings
an ambush of sorrow
Wondering if it will last
Praying it will tomorrow

Such complicated feelings
For such a decidedly simple thing
Love conquers all
Even the fear that it first brings

Circumstances (A Poem)

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They say circumstances don’t define you

but they certainly can reveal.

In the midst of crisis,

you’ve become a person who can heal.

A person who can mold and bend,

more flexible than you thought.

A giver and receiver,

blooming from your most vulnerable spot.

Through the tornado and turmoil,

you’ve stood strong like a tree.

And if these circumstances have revealed you,

then I love who you’ve proven to be.

My Hope For You This New Year (A Poem)

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My hope for you this New Year

is forgiveness of yourself and others,

revival of what matters most,

relationships with friends and lovers.

My hope for you is motivation,

bigger dreams, and inspiration.

Realistic goals and follow through,

these things are my hope for you.

My hope for you this New Year

is healing what you’ve broken;

repairing, mending, letting go

of all apologies left unspoken.

I hope when you look back to where

 you were this time last year,

you’re in an entirely different place.

Your truest self is ever near.

I hope that you have grown and changed.

With open arms embrace the pain,

search for joy, and new love, too.

These things are my hope for you.

Pressure of New Year’s Eve (A Poem)

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New Year’s Eve
It’s hard to believe
Has finally creeped up on us

Time ran out
From last December
We failed to do what we promised.

But the day has come
We can write anew
About all the things
We ought to see and do

Lights flashing
Music blasting
Midnight kisses
Dreams and wishes

12 O’Clock, the moment haunts us.
It’s safe to say the pressure’s on us.

The Many Faces of Christmas (A Poem)

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Cold streets, winter nights

Warm windows, wrapped with lights

Loneliness and hands that freeze

Mistletoes and sparkling trees

Santa Clause finds some, not all

Some are at the Christmas Ball

While some are huddled close together

Under bridges, facing weather

Some are warm, by a fire

Some at stores, the constant buyer

Some in Church, singing praise

Some are gone, been so for days

As you join family and friends

Think of all the faces that Christmas lends

And don’t complain, whatever you do

There’s always someone who has it worse than you.