every once in awhile
I get afraid to write
what’s on my mind
to really let known
what’s in my heart
but it’s just a fear
of being judged
which is nonsense
so I let it all out
one drip at a time
poetry
“Stepping Off Stage”
there’s a part of dancing
that some may not know
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“Yesteryear”
a year that held
so much for me
so much to remember
and grow from
it was the year
of many beginnings
and some endings
a year of growth
and struggling
of writing my first poem
and then four hundred more
of writing thirty songs
some to music
of starting a business
walking away from a job
spending more time with
my kids
the ones who matter most
spending time with the youth
with the homeless
with good friends
so much to hold onto
so much to let go of
and all of it experienced
through God’s heart
“Solitary Confinement”
I’m laying here in bed
waiting for the will
the will to get up
the will to go about my day
enjoy the kids
do you ever have
those days
where the will seems
out of reach
“Collapse”
when
you trust
someone you
risk having
that trust
broken
“Cop Out”
in God’s hands
many people say it
declare it
but is it true
if a man
kills with a gun
was it in God’s hands
or the one holding the gun
if a woman
signs papers for an abortion
was it in God’s hands
or the one holding the pen
if someone
robs a store
was in God’s hands
or the one holding the goods
darkness comes
to steal
kill
and destroy
but many proclaim
it’s in God’s hands
no
many things are in the hands
of mankind
influenced by darkness
to bring forth
destruction
“Precious Life”
a laugh
a giggle
a smile
a nod
moments of treasure
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“For Them to See”
it’s sometimes hard
to read other’s pain
of losing a loved one
at Christmas time
I have moments
of maybe I shouldn’t have joy
like maybe I should
withhold my memories
but life isn’t comparison
of what I have and you don’t
or what you have and I don’t
life is about living and loving well
to be love for those around you
strengthening their being
to change the world
around them
for wherever they step
to remember the times
of laughter
of love
of moments
no one can take
what’s inside
no one can shape
what’s been formed
to love my kids every moment
and be love that they can see
makes a difference
that changes the world
“Fairy Tales”
there comes a point in time
when love becomes a choice
choosing to listen
instead of ignore
choosing to obey
instead of fall away
choosing to be present
instead of online
choosing to love well
instead of waiting
to be swept off your feet
to be rescued
to be wooed by a feeling
the glass slipper may never fit
but that shouldn’t stop love
there’s a bigger picture
where choosing love
brings definition
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