Tethered Heart

April 17, 2011 at 8:43 pm (Poetry) (, , , , , , , )

The pilgrim has resided in my blood, insatiate for years,

But now the lust for new lands has grown too strong.

We desire the mountains, the lakes,

The cities, the cottages, the temples

We need lessons learned only in adventure.

Yet, there is a tether tied to my heart.

If he asked me to stay I know I would still go

But since he spurs us to leave

I know I will stay, even when he has gone.

To love me enough to let me go

And still be my home while I am away

And when I returned

Is all that I have ever needed to know.

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Bones

May 3, 2010 at 12:02 am (Poetry) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

Mistaken-

She tells me to put

my heart in a box.

She thinks the sight

pains me

but it doesn’t.

It confuses me.

I don’t understand

why these bleak and barren bones

make other people sad-

why it causes them pain.

***I wrote this after watching an episode of Bones where the lovely forensic anthropologist, Dr. Brennan, tells Zack he has to put his heart in a box when looking at the remains of a murdered child. I think the poem speaks for itself.

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What Love Is

April 15, 2010 at 9:11 pm (Poetry) (, , , , , , , , )

You cannot tell me what love is,

I already know.

It is talking and trusting.

It is helping and healing.

It is listening and

Leaping.

Taking a leap of faith.

Love maybe patient and kind,

but it is honest and hard-hitting.

I know what love is.

So let me tell you

What we both already know.

***I did write this with a specific person in mind, but as I read over it again and again I keep thinking that maybe my hand wrote something different than what my mind wanted. Maybe my heart took over for a little while, if that’s even possible.

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Denim Heart

April 14, 2010 at 3:07 pm (Poetry) (, , , , , , , , , )

A denim heart

Rough, tough to tear

Protective and reliable

Hard to rip

This denim heart

was not always so

Hard to break

Look closer

See the seams

See the patches

This denim heart

repaired with thread and linen

is not so

Hard to shatter

For though denim it is

on the outside

There is glass underneath

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