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Monthly Archives: January 2010
out my window are ten million and twelve falling flakes, some the size of whispers and some of screams. i awoke to a world in the tones of an old photograph with edges that have seen the fingers of generations. there is something magical about the snow, something magical about the silence, the stillness, the fury. in the middle of my black and white photograph there is a red bird- a red cardinal. he came to eat sunflowers and seeds and hide in the pine from the dancing flakes. the cardinal made me think of mother in the springtime when she saw the first red beauty- i pray i am able to retain in my soul pure joy for the animals of this creation. i am blessed to have not one woman in my life who loves the animals but two- two mothers. praise God for this beautiful creation over which he holds a steady hand, praise God for the red in the black and white, praise God for mothers who love us unconditionally. just for the visit from the little red bird, i am happy that it snowed.
you are mistaken
for your tears do not fall unnoticed onto untilled soil
they first pass through the corners of my glass eyes leaving through lashes.
your pain empties out not only the deepest heart cavities you hold
it takes aim at my heart stings in the same whisper.
little glass of half lived dreams and sparrows fallen feathers
i swim within you
saving broken seashells.
this mess is my fishbowl
glass walls, no corners in which to hide
an opening above me i will never use
for i was not given the gift of flight
so i hit my head again and again on a wall i cannot see
one i’m not quite sure is even there.
my head aches
there is no skin left on my nose
my spine is colored red