"Heartbreak Afternoon"
A Long Day and
The realization that
one is alive or so it seems
having lost track of the time
and knowing no other way to be
sunlight falls heavy on my tired face
i squint because of pain of heartbreak
if i am in denial that all is lost, then just
let me remain thus.  I am alive
and this is a tiring fact, for i am
getting old.  The laziness of sunlight
calls me like a friend calls a flower to bloom
into glorious day i have lost track of my age
Lilies Dying everywhere i look are lilies
white lilies dying before having had a chance
to bloom, lacy rich alabaster petals bursting
tragically enthusiastically from dying buds
on already- dead stems.  it makes me sad that
they will never get to bloom yet happy that the flower
is the last part of the plant to die, almost indicating
some faraway lost hope, a hope that i might
someday be happy again, that pain might
have an end to it.  Consciousness Only feeling
Pain at the fying of lilies on a stubborn aftenoon sun
that will not grace the shadows of light to turn to the side.
If there is hope I am waiting for it to come to me, again.
In JEsus' Name,
Amen,