Friday, February 25, 2011

Toy

I could never own you
Never possess what's
In her hands, what's hers
But I am yours
Unconsciously
Unwillingly
I am yours
I've always been
I belong to you
Like a toy,
A toy you embrace,
play with then
destroy
Simply a little toy
You dangle me around
Leave me hanging in
mid air
You love me when it
suits you
Then leave me on
the shelf
where cobwebs
gather and dust
collects
I sit there waiting
For when you'll
love me next

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Mary In The Rain

Mary loved the rain
She loved the songs it made
at the windowsill
she'd hum along
she knew each note
always in tune
drip drop drip drop
she danced as it hit the
ground
and if she wanted to dance
along outside
she'd call for her rain boots
no coat
she never liked the coat
and from the windowsill
i would watch her dance
watch the mud tickle her boots
watch the rain kiss her hair
she never danced around puddles
she loved to splash right in them
and sing along
and dance along
Mary in the rain

The day she left
the rain sang her goodbye
the pitter patter
the drip drip drop
and I watched her from the
windowsill
I waved but she couldn't see me
the umbrella covered her face
drip drip drop drop
and she was gone
and then the rain stopped

I sit sometimes by the windowsill
hoping she'll come about
but neither rain nor Mary
appear
but I wait
looking out,
maybe it'll bring her back
send her back
maybe just maybe
the pitter patter pitter patter
will come along with Mary
Mama says she isn't coming
Maybe its cause of the drought
That's what's keeping her away

I clean her boots
and wipe the window
ready for her return
and then I kneel and
say a prayer
I say a prayer to the Rainmaker
to send the drops of life
so Mary will come about
and dance in them
and sing along
and sing along
I ask for the grayest of
clouds
and the rainiest of rains
cause if with it comes Mary
she'll never leave again.

I'll Love You In the Next

With the little pieces
of my heart that still beat
with the fragment of a smile
with the tiny drop of life in me
I love you
Though I'm beat down
And I'm low
And my spirit is almost free
I love you


Though my flame of life
flickers
And my light is dim
A love for u
ignites in me
It burns
somewhere within
Where the last of my soul
lays

And as i lay here motionless
Almost gone
Beyond this world
the picture of you
near me
gives me the hope
of a girl

The sand in my hour glass
has almost poured the last grain
My days are numbered
My breaths few
but my life was perfect
because of you

When Heaven formed you
it had me in mind
the angels that carved you
were ever so kind!
they made you for me
and I for you
and when they were done
they had a set of Two

Though I never had wealth
or treasures of the world
I had all I ever wanted
and all I'd ever need
in the sweet knowledge
That you loved me

This shall not be goodbye
coz we are bound to meet
and dance closely
together
in eternity
and fall in love
over and over again
in forever

I'll teach my dying
mind
never to forget
how deeply I feel for you
and how u feel for me

If in this life i loved
you
I'll love you in the next

Friday, February 18, 2011

Essential

There is dirt on my palms
Dirt I say
Dirt!
It's on the palm of my palms
And on the dirt of the dirt
On my palms
The murkier the waters
The muddier the hand
As the rice sinks deeper
And deeper
The harvest will come
yes it will come
and my old hoe and boots
will be dirt-less
the specks of dirt upon
my metal will disappear
clean my boots will be
but when the hoe's
job is done
and the boots are mighty clean
then it's the slasher's time
for a bath in the dirt

We like to sing as we dig
Like the bees that sing
before they sting
They salsa around us
and without notice
ouch!
Now there is a sting
on my skin
stung by the buzzing
orchestra
and another
Like naughty children
they don't listen when
you yell,
Go away!
They'll go on
They'll head on
singing in the sun

In the dambo by the creek
is where we work
we work to eat
sometimes we eat as we work
chewing as we dig
we dig
I could dig a grave
I say
The chewing stops
The yelling starts
Dirty fingers point
I could
I say
The singing quits
the starring starts
dirty fingers point!

One day this rice
will be my way out
up to where the cities are lit
and the music plays loud
A grain at a time
I dig as i plan
I'm digging
my escape
my escape from the dirt
my escape to being essential

Friday, February 11, 2011

MY Home

In your arms
Big and strong
I find solace
Yes in your
Masculine embrace
Right in the comfort
Of your firm chest

It’s your warm touch
As you hold me close
In this I find
My peace of mind
Where pleasure
Meets the end of time

When all is wrong
And there’s no sense
In this cold world
I know sorrow will
Cease to exist
Once I’m safely
Tucked in my place
Of bliss
Caved in sweet euphoria

Nostalgia when you are away
Gets the very best of me
Reminiscing of who I’m missing
Satisfied only when you’re in my vision
And
I’m back where I belong
In your arms big and strong

That Night

I wore the dress of fire
As lashes flickered
And fingers lingered
Magnetic bodies on the dance floor
The powerful force of love
You sipped the white whine
Chilled and cold like the dark night
Tuxedo man with the magical moves
With that charming sway
As I was mopped off my stilletoed feet
Scurry scurry
Like our heartbeats
Each dance was our last
Each kiss was our first
Nights have ended before
New days have begun
But you and I are glued in that moment
That night will be forever young

Trust

Trust is not an unbreakable string
It’s a line between u and i
It’s a promise, a promise to try
Sometimes it might just break
When it burdens lie
After a lie
No one is perfect
Not u
Nor i
But that’s trust
Should be coated with care
Hardened by forgiveness
Glued by understanding
And assembled by love