“Anonymys”

I’ve finally gotten
to the place
I never wanted
to be

where there’re no words
no expression of thought
to reach out to others
from inside

a place where I’m not
my own
a place hidden away
behind a curtain

and it breaks my heart

one thing different
about me
has been my
transparency

well

when two become one
I guess I’m not one
anymore
but two

and my other half
would like to leave
his book closed

this is so very sad to me
I can’t explain how it
hurts
and maybe – now –
I can’t

was this part of God’s plan
I can’t imagine it would be
we’ll see how it goes
maybe writing in code

if he knew what was on ‘here’
it’d break him
he only sees faKebook
and that hurts him

if I could turn back time
I’d never get married
I’d never split up my kids
I’d never be in Texas

but here I am
a writer without a pen
a poet without an outlet
a wife without a smile
a woman trapped
on the inside

“Mixing the Well”

I’m excited about talking
with other people
about God

I’m excited to dance
with other women
with flags

I’m excited to visit
more churches
in the area

I’m excited to meet
more people
everywhere I go

yes
God leaves the ninety-nine
to go after the one

but maybe sometimes
the one
should go after the ninety-nine

“Pupils”

I saw God tonight
in the eyes of two women

who burn with fire
in flames of prayer
who stop and go
at the sound of God’s voice
who give without asking
because of Who asked

who gave selflessly
in love
who gave selflessly
FOR Love

in the eyes of two women
I saw God tonight