I've collected the perfect set of tools Keeping them clean and available for use at all times Rifling through for the most fitting one Pulling them out, taking a hard look Thinking myself ready • Pressing play You're torn away in the sound Pulled from your loose moorings At one with the storm Flesh stinging … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #21: Every Song is About You.
You can feel your wings Silken lengths feathered down your back Below unruly golden curls Not sure if you remember how to use them Or if they still work at all After all the times you've been stepped on And left yourself low Believing yourself at home there At the bottom • Your friends in … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #20: Feathered Friends.
If it's within you to give love To be love To witness the birth of a new universe Would you put your fears aside And step into the light Uncertain the source of the glare Sunshine or magnifying glass • Could you stare into your own face If you let this pass you by … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #19: Be Love.
The new girl in class. I'm pretty sure she was wearing overalls, she always wore overalls back then. And those curls, man, they were everywhere. She used them to hide her face as it got progressively redder. Our grade five teacher introducing her in the most irritatingly gregarious manner one could possibly conceive. "Annnnngie! Aaaaaahhh-ngie!" … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #18: Better Late Than Never.
If you are an Island Am I the seafloor? Connected to you in strange, unexplainable ways Rolling off into the deep At a moments notice Witness to the endless renewal Of Earth's crust Pushing new possibilities and plans Up into the frozen daylight Without a second thought • If you are an Island Am … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #17: Endless Renewal.
Just step over the edge, it's no big deal Into the unknown as it swirls and clusters Around you The universe has its hands upon you Moving you into the position you need to be Receive it And the blessings that shall come Falling like long-awaited rain On the scorched embers of your heart Just … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #16: Swirling Unknown.
Can I feel you inside me The prodigal child come home Will you speak my name from the shadows And bring me back To the day I first lost you • I was alone Drifting further from the familiar shores of youth Your light seemed so far away Like a thing I'd never see … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #15: Come Home.