Making a Home for Words
the Lord is my God
Inspired by MD - check out her work on this site
Hello Dear One
how have you been
it’s been to long since i’ve seen you
i still remember
how you filled these walls
with your life
and
laughter
those big ears
and
your equally big smile
running laps around this place
there was a time
when this hearth
and
home i call a heart
was constantly filled by your presence
now i find myself
waiting here patiently by the phone
hoping to hear your voice again
Just One Hello
my thoughts are barely enough
to purchase me a one way passage
to sweet memories of you
sadly
that is all i can afford
repurposing life’s pews
in the silence
and
in the wings
i commune with angels
to purchase a home for you
for all the love that love could give
my actions like silent prayers
are spoken in many tongues
this foreign language i now call my life
is all i have left
my own voice i do not recognize
but the love i experienced
unmistakable in what little time i had with you
even as i drift immobile in this chair
my thoughts turn to wonder
what new adventure you may be on
weighing anchor
a smile starts to form
before my memories tangibly spin
and
coil around me like a fog
dampened
and
chilled
by the unraveling of what chained me here for so many years
my favorite song no longer to be heard
the symphony of laughter now silenced
and
replaced by this non ringing phone
and
the revelation of the passage of time
for all the love that love could give
was quite simply not enough
my own reason now becomes a foreign land
as i motionlessly seek
A Home For Words
A challenge to write something describing some of the negative aspects of my personality in order to warn a potential lover
I was drawn to a component of myself that I do not necessarily enjoy - this is my attempt to cover the experience of loving someone that you never see and you never hear from
I have thought of God at times with the mental picture of them sitting there - by the phone - just like a parent - waiting for their long lost/absent child to call
Having been the one having waited and causing others to wait - I know all to well the toll it takes when that love survives [stuck] in your heart and that is the only thing that remains of someone
While not an an aspect of myself I enjoy - I think that's truthfully all we can hope for - we pray - so that we get to enjoy the time we have together - however temporary it may be - A Symptom of Being Human
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