For the Lord takes pleasure in His people,
He will beautify the afflicted ones with
SALVATION.

Psalm 149:4

You are never too old to set another goal or dream a new dream
-C.S. Lewis

For nothing is impossible with God.
Luke 1:37

God gives. God takes away. Blessed be His name!


For in many dreams and in many words there is emptiness. RATHER FEAR GOD.
-Ecclesiastics 

jER 30:10-17

....Your wound is incurable....

17 For I will restore health to you
and your wounds
I will heal, declares the Lord,
because they have called you outcast.

gasp

Your name
fills all the walls in my house
like toxic gas
I have no time
to grab a mask
i see my thin shadow
gently collapse
eyes burnt like toast
heart beating red and wide
suddenly all frozen in a chilling tide
I float on a bed in a gray lagoon.
Intoxicated breaths and
fading soon.
I dare not move
I tremble at you
let me out
and
let it be fast.
No known signal from my mouth
can elapse-
just mute gasps,
soft cries,
morose laughs.
pockets in
sick toxic gas.

Norte

Knees bent
crouched with desperate intent-
Norte!
I fling myself to thee!
But you-
Sir,
stay there in Sur.
Please
keep that nice suit
and still
smile
and handcuff your
thigh
to the Sur side.
Your smile
crumbles and
folds
and dusts away old
you are nothing but
a hill of rot
and lust
and silky sighs and lies
that sizzle and fry
sticky hearts
thrashing throbbing and alive
like mine.
You wont have time
to step close
as you steady that smile hun,
I will run
panting hard
Norte
towards the sun.

April (Inspired by The Wasteland...and Real Events in My April)

"April is the cruelest month"
breaking new holes
and filling old ones
screaming loudly and open
randrops heavy and
stone
cold withered scabs
open windows
thrown blankets
boxes packed with books and moth letters
eyes alert in dark mornings
shifting, searching, mourning.
Curtains aback
light stinging, scorching,
burning, killing, ripping,
and opening
to bandaid
to purge
wreckage cleared spotless.
absent you
farewell,
i say
adieu.

we were wrong
dead wrong
dead spinning too
fast
and you pretended
pretended
till you couldnt anymore
and so did i
i tried to get
all in my head
in my heart
but it could never fit
right
and you were so far away
i could never hold on to you
i always thought i was a pretty accessory
i go with your shoes
and the steps that you take
would be mine too
but my craving for the outside
would rule
my wildness for life
would kill you
and your calculations
would kill me
how could we know?
when all we had were smiles
and entangled fingers
how did it crash into a dark mess of glass
on the floor?
i would lie a terrible lie
to say i dont miss you
the you i believed you were
with all my fears and
hesitations
i miss you the one who loved me more than
i thought anyone could
but you never knew me
and i never knew you
we loved phantoms
pieced together with glue
and stamps
and letters
that were never you and i
at all
you run you ran away
when i fall
i fall alone
and you are no one but a clone
of them and what you think is right
no critics allowed to wake you aloud with a cry
you are dumb and deaf to
love
to life
to sacrifice
you have you and you are enough
you have the open page to fill your godliness full of
never giving a thing
never missing a command
never loving like He did.
i cry when i think of you trapped in you.
i wish i could save you.
i wish i could save you from your values that eat you up into
nothing
if you do not have love you are nothing minister
nothing but a waste
i wish i could save you but you are gone
so gone no crying and screaming
can penetrate your heavy eyes
and i still have life in mine.

Sometimes
i just want
to disapear
like a fading
light
a paper
burning
softly in
blue
moonlight
and scale away
till
im nothing but
a mite
sometimes I long
to give up
the fight