Sometimes Silence Is Better

To speak for common good is fine

and yet, still common, not divine.

If as a God you see  yourself,

leave your opinion on the shelf.

(This short little piece came out after hearing yet more ranting by Republican presidential candidates)

Waves Of Comfort

Waves erase the memories

eclipse the vibrant shore,

Hold at bay the dreaded pain

that tears at heart's soft core

And when it comes, the hurt is fierce

the rip of vulture's claw

Shredding at soul's guarded grip

to swallow in it's maw

At such times, peace seems absurd

an inaccessible feast

A hunger that we cannot sate

a goal too far from reach

But to despair, the waves are kind

They cleanse the heart's strong ache

suffuse the shore with glowing sun

leave love in sorrow's wake. 

(photo courtesy of Picable)

Shared Hearts

 

Shadows creep 

                on silent feet

as day's warm light dissolves

and as the veil drops o'er the land,

so human heart does fall

We seek out comfort

              kindred souls

as faith and spirit fail

and as our minds drift far away,

towards home, on lifted sails

And sometimes, 

        in our fevered thoughts,

we make untold mistakes,

which haunt us when the morning calls

and clearer views awake

And so

        we hide our human wounds

as soldier on we must

and push deep down our troubled fears

and wonder who to trust

The answer's there

       inside your heart

Search deep within and find

that all along, you've known the truth

the heart you trust--is mine.

Loneliness

Surrounded by a host of friends,

my heart feels yet alone

Although I laugh, my soul pretends

and wishes for its home.

I long for those I cannot see

thirst for their presence nigh

hunger for the touch and words

of loves beyond my sky

There's naught to do

but hold on tight-

to faces and to hearts-

keep my lonely vigil

through the night

and wait 'til pain departs.