broken-hearted
she screamed
January 28, 2014
She screamed full of terror,
full of loss and void of hope.
She screamed like drowning
and without a sign of rope.
She screamed four times strong
and then sputtered a line.
She wanted vengeance and justice;
she wanted a life for a life.
Her screams were not deep
or strong, though few.
Her screams were weak
and tired and hurting through.
Her soul did then break,
her breath fell all too short.
I wonder what they'll put
on their police report:
"There's nothing to be done,
her eyes no longer cry.
Her only, newest wish is
that she could quickly die."
She lost her child today,
one simple, awful, concrete fact.
There's almost no chance
that she'll ever get them back.
A woman's heart gave up today.
I listened to her screams.
I heard the most awful sound,
in four long, haunting streams.
full of loss and void of hope.
She screamed like drowning
and without a sign of rope.
She screamed four times strong
and then sputtered a line.
She wanted vengeance and justice;
she wanted a life for a life.
Her screams were not deep
or strong, though few.
Her screams were weak
and tired and hurting through.
Her soul did then break,
her breath fell all too short.
I wonder what they'll put
on their police report:
"There's nothing to be done,
her eyes no longer cry.
Her only, newest wish is
that she could quickly die."
She lost her child today,
one simple, awful, concrete fact.
There's almost no chance
that she'll ever get them back.
A woman's heart gave up today.
I listened to her screams.
I heard the most awful sound,
in four long, haunting streams.
run
October 17, 2013
sometimes it starts early: forgetting all of what's at stake
you earn it as their 'runner', each and every cent you make
and someone's always gotta pay.
run.
patterns quickly escalate and boys turn into men
you remember where you were and miss it now and again
and you want to make it back one day.
run.
places to see but no where to go
moved around Ontario
and home is very far away.
run.
he says it's been forever since he had an easy pace.
he starting running long ago and wants to quit this race
so i asked him not to quit today.
run.
break
October 27, 2012
written April 23, 2012
Hearts break and you witness the sound of mourning
And morning with the dawn arrives when the sun shines hot
So your weak eyes hesitate to open so they don’t see
But they have seen and won’t close again in your mind’s eye
It’s in the same way you cry for the loss of innocence
Almost to forget but also to recover a sense of feeling
You broke wide open at the site of a haven
A shelter in their eyes, their hands, their arms.
A place where rest isn’t questioned but welcomed and custom.
You learn in broken places that rest is a gift,
You learn in darkness how bright it is when light breaks.
hope
October 11, 2012
written Jan 24/12
she taught me about hope;
she warned me about it.
she said it would lead me and betray me,
she had seen its light and trusted it.
she had come a long way since then
she was stronger for it, and wiser
she would hope again, but not here
and not without reservation
and not without a good reason
truly she trusted the darkness more
and she was stumbling around happily in it
and she was surrounded by it
she ignored the source of hope’s light
she knew only the opposite
and then believed
she needed
a better reason to hope
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