by Phillip Garcia |
Categories:
lost love,
Sunbaked to crisp this rag your hand enriched,
Hangs on a wire exposing tattered thread,
Rung-out depleted by tomorrows switched,
Lifeless without you, left, now lonesome bled.
Days wiped as months turned years following fast,
All while my focus rusts once where we were,
A rite of damnation pirouettes past,
Encircling sorrow’s waist with dizzy blur.
Spun as a ragdoll shook in infancy,
Watching my purpose, or the lack thereof,
Unable to cry so wide-eyed to see,
Shadows forgotten plunged searching your love.
Were you an empress I’d be worn a crown,
Longing for tears so my sadness could drown.
10/23/2016
Submitted for: Words Drowned in Tears Poetry
by Joyce Bell |
Categories:
faith, god, hope, inspirational, jesus, love, spiritual,
Speak…!!!! And God will honor your faith and make every good thing…so! Amen and Pressing-on!
There is…a spring
that runs through our desert
it tends our aridity…
arrests…our drought.
There is…a spring
that waters our dry frames
and alleviates…our brittleness…
quenches…our parch.
Without it...
we would curl-up and crack
like sunbaked, dry bones...
that have no more marrow.
The name of this spring…?
Love.
The source of this spring…?
God.
EZEK 37:1-14
jmsbell-6/29/2024