lent Good Friday I tell my story in the hopes that someone will change their heart and maybe find compassion for people who just want to live and exist It's a lot less stressful to be kind.
lent Lent Poetry 42 her soul shines bright it's light drawing me like a moth to a flame but instead of burning it is warmth and love that flows around and through me feeling like home I always wonder why so many have tried to dim this light that gives me so
lent Lent Poetry 40 and 41 40 Joe he was seated next to us small, old, but stylish-- I liked his sweater-- we introduced ourselves as our dinners arrived he ate his fish, then made a trough of his potatoes and gravy telling us it was important to make sure you ate all the meat so
lent Featured Lent Poetry 39 A Child’s Conversation on a Plane Why are we so high? We’re going above the clouds! Mummy, we’re above the world! Look at the clouds, Mummy! We’re above the trees now! Mummy, why did you say Goodbye, Daddy? Was your Daddy here? Can I have a
lent Lent Poetry 38 I walked the path even though I was tired and the coffee hadn't kicked in yet the morning air made me feel normal and, while bright, the sun felt good on my skin I could go out and breathe looking at possibilities instead of seeing destruction
lent Lent Poetry 37 sometimes I just sit in the quiet no videos, no social media only the sounds of life coming from my window above the square usually the world seems normal with just people talking kids playing life going about its business but today was not quiet there were people gathering subdued,
lent Lent Poetry 36 in the quiet I can imagine a kinder world with community and compassion where curiosity about life was more important than money and power I know, I know, it's a radical dream but maybe if I dream it enough it will manifest
lent Lent Poetry 35 if I could focus today on just writing a poem it would be a miracle my mind is too full of everything emotions frustrations all of it the never-ending flow of it all is exhausting I stare at a blank page brain too full to put down words
lent Lent Poetry 34 the tower is falling crumbling at the feet of oligarchy we saw it coming it wasn't hidden the danger was clear but people are still surprised the survivor guilt is real and all I am able to do is watch it fall and take those I love with
lent Lent Poetry 33 The camera shows me one thing but my mind sees something completely different what's drag and what's reality? some days it's really hard to tell the difference
lent Lent Poetry 31 and 32 31 they come into my mind one by one using my mind and my voice to give us wisdom a blue fairy with wings a dark creature a ghost and lastly, Her-- the pillar of Fire She who Burns into the night 32 my body didn't want to
lent Lent Poetry 30 He called to me demanding to be let out. I cleaned the shelves freeing them of 15 years of dust putting His statue on them setting candles and other various things. Calling in our Temple filling it with our power claiming this new Sacred Space. It is now ours and
lent Lent Poetry 29 steps that take a strange order of operations I don't understand-- how do you know when you are done? the dance is more complicated than the music Does it really need to be this way? the story should be more important than the spectacle but the dance doesn&
lent Lent Poetry 28 all the things I've ever done that could be called brave were just something I had to do there was nothing special in my actions I existed through the terror and lived I know that there are times where I need to do things, that I need to
lent Lent Poetry 27 i sat at the table satisfied with my work making order in the ways that I perceive it always brings me joy
compassion Featured Lent Poetry 26 Matthew 5:3-10 When I was little we watched The Elephant Man. my mom told me that I was so upset by it because I couldn't understand why people where so mean to him he was a person just like them didn't they know that? when
lent Lent Poetry 25 you were alone doing what you could to hold yourself together we floated in a sea of bureaucracy and dreams there is no fault no shame in doing what needed to be done both us did the best we could with an ocean between us we found ourselves in the
lent Lent Poetry 24 the day is bright after the storm the world feels new even if there is nothing I can do about the rest of the world I revel in our little corner of it an island of peace in a stormy sea
lent Lent Poetry 23 I watch and listen-- an old woman on the road the clerk at the convenience store children coming home from school the normal movements of life ebb and flow rain and sunshine day and night community finding its way into my heart and soul
lent Lent Poetry 22 changed in many ways the touches lingering looks feelings and aura-- everything is still there the muscle memory of relationship moving in and out and around each other but there's also the new a feeling that we need to relearn what it is to be us rediscovering our
lent Lent Poetry 21 I find myself feeling new things and seeing new sides of myself in the mirror that make me think who is that? The truth of the matter is that when I look into my own eyes I don't know. There's so much behind the eyes staring
lent Lent Poetry 20 the words today are no cooperating novel, poems, even emails it feels as if I'm pulling each letter from a vat of sludge that is unwilling to let go of it's captives no matter how hard I pull (Bah... misnumbered the last post. All fixed now.
lent Lent Poetry 19 The Second Coming If I reach out my hands are slapped aside-- They shout that I'm not right, I am an abomination. Others will say that I don't care enough shouting that I am wrong because I do not see the world in the eyes of
lent Lent Poetry 18 "I made a mistake." "You did. You should be punished." I shuffled my feet. "But she said..." Nemesis peered into my soul, then laughed at me. "It is never just a mistake, is it? It is your stupidity that makes you do the
lent Lent Poetry 16 The days I love you the most are the worst days-- the frustrating days when the world seems too big and nothing's going right, the days where your body isn't cooperating, the days when something sits hard taking your breath or stealing your shine. Those are
