Poems

We meet lik e this often, Sitting across from each other at our favorite spot, Sipping coffee, Peering into each other’s eyes, Discovering all we can about Our own lives through the mirror, The mirror we offer each other. “You’re really lonely,” I finally broke the silence. You can’t imagine what it sounds like When you break the silence. Of course, it sounds like nothing, Nothing at all, except The sound of your voice. And my voice, It sounded lonely as well. Maybe, that’s how I knew. “I am not afraid of dying,” he spoke. “What I am afraid of is when I die, When I get to heaven. I will wander there Alone. I will be happy that I am there, But my familiar sense of being alone In the universe Will continue to haunt me. It seems like a core thread to my being, Like a curse I will carry with me Back into infinity. But how can that be? “Can you somehow draw this thread, This curse, Out of my heart, Out of my ...

FEELING LONELY Some look for you, Lord, In your sun, in your moon In your stars. Some actually look for you, Lord, In the faces of the others. Some look for you, Lord, In the many acts of kindness That occur every moment of every day, Often overlooked and missed by the rest of us. I look for you here, Lord, Here in the bed next to me. I even look under the bed Or in the closet, ‘Case you’re playing hide ‘n seek, A game the psalmists seem to think You play our entire life, Lord. I look for you in the kitchen Next to the coffee pot, Or in the garden Where I've often seen you, Planting and watering. I look for you at your station, Lord, Where you make the others Beautiful and becoming. My obsession to keep looking Everywhere,   More than I can resist, Lord. Today, Lord, You’re nowhere to be found Except in my heart, of course. I know, Lord, how picky can I be? I can eat and drink, Lord, I can take pleasur...

DAVID'S POETRY His poetry Is right there, At his fingertips, In his fingertips. His poetry is delicious, Molto delizioso! THANK YOU, DAVID, For sharing your soul food With us.

Times when I wonder, Times when I question,  I wonder and I question And I doubt Is there really a God? And I hear somewhere Inside the caverns of my soul Laughter, much laughter. And then it comes to me What my doubt is really. It’s a disguise for Do you really love me? You are such a smart God. Yes? So what’s with me That I question and I doubt? More laughter Is all I hear. Are you laughing at me? “Hardly,” comes the answer. “I just love you,” comes the answer.

 WHEN WE LOVE   Times when love moves us To stretch far beyond our reach.   I watch us Calculating the cost, Weighing the risk, Rolling the dice. Might we lose this time? Times when love beckons us To the tightrope Stretching ‘cross ‘Cross an uncharted abyss.   Holding our balance gracefully, We sway back and forth With complete certainty What awaits us on the other side, Complete uncertainty What waits beneath Should we fall. It may seem like a gamble, But you taught me long ago It’s what we do When we love someone. And I hold your heart dearly Carefully Gently As I whisper the words, "Thank You."

Our bed, Lord, So safe, So warm. Why me, Lord?   Every morning, You push me out into the world In search of You In all your infinite disguises.     And I do, Lord. I look for you in faces, In crowds, In trees, birds, butterflies, Mountains, clouds. I look for you, Lord, I do. And when I can’t seem to find you, I listen carefully to your footsteps, Dancing, Through the chambers of my heart, Your soft voice singing, Echoing Through the nooks and crannies, The nooks and crannies of my soul.   Every afternoon, I gaze at the sun Dropping behind the horizon Like a giant teabag, And I know the time is fast approaching When I can return to You At least for awhile.   You ask me how my day was. I tell you. I ask you how your day was, And you tell me. Then off to dreams of dreams Tangled in sense and non sense, Only to wake again When the sun comes bounding Bounding over the horizon Like a giant beac...

..   Sadness, My sadness, Clinging To the walls, The walls of the chambers, The chambers of my heart. Like rain drops Slowly Ever so slowly slipping, Slipping to the edge, Effortlessly falling, Free falling, Landing somewhere, Somewhere In the depths of my heart.   Echoing An invitation to the next in line. One drop after another My sadness. Missing You, Yearning for You To come home. To be home With us. To stay awhile Before saying good bye Once again.