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Friday, February 13, 2015

Old Friend

It’s you and me again—
Sitting like friends on this
Old hardwood floor.
The windows of this
House are covered in dust
And the memories I've
Shared with you.

It’s you and me again—
Remember when you helped me
Get through the time
With the boy
And the bruises
And the late nights
And the moon?

It’s you and me again—
O dear old friend.
We've made it this far—
Sometimes I’m worried
I can’t wake up without you.

It’s you and me again—
If we sift through photographs
And old timey stills
You’re always there,
Lurking in the shadows
Just a hint of
A secret
In the corner of my mouth.

It’s you and me again—
I've held you near and dear,
And I've trusted you to care.
But lately,
I've felt your tug
On the ends of my hair
Keeping me from getting close.

It’s you and me again—
I can’t tell if you’re sad,
Or hurt,
Or angry.
But I’m just ready.
Or at least, I hope so.

It’s you and me again—
You stand between all that I stand to gain,
And for that,
I must bid farewell.
I won’t forget when we stared at the moon
And you kept me safe from them.

It’s you and me again,
The way it has almost always been.
I remember a time,
When you weren't around—

It’s hard to say goodbye to an old friend. 

Friday, February 6, 2015

Names

Divine—
You take my heart and pluck
Me forward to my knees
Where I've fallen so many times
Before.

Peace bringer—
Within my own walls
Of both heart and mind
And in the world as well you
Calm the seas.

Friend—
Like a listening ear
Ready to know my secrets,
You lift me by my arms
In your own.

Prince—
Even the stars
And the sun and the moon
And the very air we breathe
Worship you.

Brother—
It has been far too long
Since I have said your name.
Remind me though, that
You’re still

There.