“Not By Sight”

I haven’t done this in awhile
eyes closed
heart open
writing a poem
without distraction

as my fingers dance among the keys
I focus to see who I am

I am HIS
a child of God
blooming in every season
just like
when the rain pours down on the flowers
they may look sad
and gloomy
drooping beneath the weight
of every drop
but as the sun comes out
the flowers stand
and dance in the wind

that’s how I feel

even if the weather takes it ts toll
I remain
even if my appearance changes
my heart stays the same
perfect in HIM
my Creator
my Lover
my Everlasting Hope
my Smile
my Life

who am I?
I am HIS

not an alcoholic
not a prostitute
not a drug addict
not a mother
not a wife

I am HIS
a child of God
a daughter of the King
a vessel of His Spirit
I am HIS

“Anchored”

[written at 6:39pm on 1/24/17]

deep inside
I know who I am

how am I to let you in
when I want out?

who I appear to be
rages around me
but deep down
below the storm
I am anchored

but there is a way
to quiet the storm
and let my Light
shine through
while I’m anchored

“Weather Forecast”

today is one of those days

when time feels too heavy to carry
and too slippery to hold onto

when the extra breath in the home
will be gone

when every moment flashes by
and every second ticks louder

when the last good morning face to face
will fly away

when the tears fall one by one
creating a storm

today’s the day my boys leave
and my heart breaks
again

“Aftermath”

does the grass feel
when it’s stepped on
does the flower feel
the weight of the wind
do the leaves feel
as they’re eaten away
does the tree feel the axe
as the branches are cut
and after weathering the storm
will they all look the same?

“Armor”

will death care what you wear
or how you look
will shame move one
if you’re put together
will regret stay afar
if you’ve got your makeup on
will pride move aside
if you wear your hat

authority is known in the heart
and moves mountains
stands against the storms
withstands the heaviest winds
is a part of who you are
not how you look
or what you wear
it’s from the inside out