Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Hammer

 The hammer once wielded

To shatter this cold, hopeless heart

To be rebuilt with two


The hammer that built a life

With every imperfect and twisted board

Held together with such fragile nails


The hammer

 The worn handle

The bent claws

The scarred head


The hammer that so fiercely

Tore it all down

To build it all back

warmer

Stronger

Bigger


That hammer

That has stood the test

Through hell itself


That hammer passed down

Called upon again

To shatter this old, aging heart


The heart

Not warm enough

Not strong enough 

Not big enough


This hammer must fiercely

Tear this heart down

To build it all back

Warmer

Stronger

Bigger


Where there used to be room

For barely one

Then two

Three

Four


This hammer

That has stood the test

Needs to build room for more

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Void

The sun slowly melted,
into the silent earth.
The warmth that once existed,
dissipating into the darkness.

We sat there,
in the last life boat.
A husband.
A son.
A void.

How do you talk to a phantom?
How do you embrace a ghost?

To find yourself the soul survivor,
on a ship once filled,
with all the loved ones,
you soo adored as a child.

All the memories, the feelings,
the triumphs and the tragedies,
descends into the deep,
43 leagues under the dark seas.

It doesnt matter,
how far you see the iceberg away.
It doesn't matter,
how you ready your faithful crew.
None of it matters,
when you feel the impact
and know that all hope is lost.

We sit there,
in the last life boat.
A husband.
A son.
A void.

Waiting for solace,
for comfort,
for peace,
for something.

Something to rescue us,
from this sea of grief,
this ocean of pain,
this emptiness,

this void.


Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Sleep the Angels Tonight

Sleep the angels tonight
The stars in heaven
Hold them tight

The promise of tomorrow
In dreams of today
Broken wings of humanity

All the hurt, all the pain
Crashing down in flames

All the fear, all these years
Rushing back, river of tears

All of the loss
Can't count the cost
Things will never be the same
Now and forever changed

They arrise
From their slumber
Pestilence, War, 
Famine, Destruction

No use to run and hide
The horsemen will ride
Prepare as you might
The angels wake tonight

Monday, February 10, 2020

Stranger

Should I know you?
Seems we met some place before.
A face so familiar,
but beyond that, just mystery.

Did I know you?
Faded memories or a touch of déjà vu.
A tangible existence,
Or maybe just a phantom fabrication.

Could I know you?
There's always the probability.
But the possibility,
Those are fleeting odds at best.

Will I ever know you?
If given the chance?
An olive branch for knowledge.
To a stranger, from a son.

Thursday, January 24, 2019

4

In this I find,
What lies inside,
Weary heart,
Healing.

In this I find,
My child's eyes,
Pure, innocent,
Openness.

In this I find,
Through lovers touch,
Warm embrace,
Passion.

In this I find,
This world, mine,
Love, forgiveness,
Everlasting.

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Pendulum

Just let go this time,
The pain you'll hardly notice.
It always comes back as high,
You have my word indeed, I promise.

It didn't return as planned?
Try a bit higher, you'll be astonished.
It will cut deeper but not to worry,
It will come back, you have my word, I promise.

Still falling short, you can't stop now.
Just reach higher, the plan is flawless.
When you're at the bottom what's left to lose.
It will come back, you have my word, I promise.

The last swing just cut you in two?
What a shame, too late to notice.
I'll eat the half that was to be,
And give the rest to death and misery.

No coming back, you have my word, I promise.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Dust

Close, distant, non-existent.
Millions simply swept away,
For an inquiry that may never be revealed.

Cosmic dust, questioning.
Billions of tiny, weary, wave lengths,
Tossed asunder from a miniscule blue spec.

Barely vapors biding their time.
Measured by rotations and shadows,
Of objects almost completely unknown.

Do we all suffer because of divine sovereignty?
Or just the universe methodically grinding dust to dust.