Freedom to Believe

The truth lies to me
telling me things
that contradict what I see
reluctant freedom
hops away
searching for that new day
the promised one
which fills our hopes
the one in which gives us purpose
a reason to cope
with empty hands...
empty minds...
empty hearts...
we traverse this land
seeking that which is
already dead
It died in our empty hearts
empty minds
empty hands cannot hold
that which we hope
to fill our souls
look above, look within
then you may discover him.

This just suddenly came to me. I cannot describe sometimes how these poems form, it's just like my hands writes and when I'm done, I'm like... Wow. :) This is about the lost souls of our world, how we search every where for something to fulfill our lives and we neglect to look where we need to.
~T

Waiting

Again Again
it slows to a creep
keeping my mind fogged
and heart bleeped
you sit there idle without line
what you crave you can have
if you find the balls
to grab it and stuff it in the bag

I'm here waiting
what to see
again again
I'm stuck waiting

The salty drips tick away the time
slowly slowly eating away the rhyme
Time slows, oh not for me
with all my heart
I ache to see
The love that should threaten
to besot me...

I'm here waiting
what to see
again again
I'm stuck waiting


This was a little different of a poem than I usually write. This was more in a verse that could be made into song. I was listening to old Paramore Demo songs and was really inspired to try to write it in verse. I think it's pretty good.
~T

Never Ending Heart Break

folded, closing
ending this tale
my heart is shuttered
sobbing in jail
each try was worth the risk
but too wounded, it now leaves a trail
waiting, waiting for one to follow
lift me up, for the breeze to sail
broken and lost
I sit by the trail
someone will come along eventually
but that too may fail
that's how it continues
like chain mail
leaving my heart in pieces
always ready to bail.

Just wrote this a moment ago. I just feel like from one relationship to another that it just leaves more and more wounds to heal and that with each new relationship I try, I'm just waiting for them to fix the broken heart the last one left. I don't think that is fair to them. So I feel like now I'm blocking myself off, letting myself heal and waiting for the right one to come along when I'm ready and when God thinks I'm ready. Lord, sometimes I think I'm ready...but that's only myself lying to myself.
~T

Treasure Hunting (my title to a poem not mine) by Ruth Haris

I look
I search
I hope to see
something that appeals to me
something unique or maybe not
buttons, milk caps, straws the lot
a blue-green shape just caught my eye
I don't think I can pass it by
whatever it is, it makes me glad
and so, I'll put it in my bag!

This poem was listed in my curriculum for next month at the daycare center I work at. I thought it was very cute and had to share it. :)
~T

Sun... Rise!

And she rises with a crimson blush
Debating whether or not to grace this world
The trees quiver and animals hush
waiting, waiting for that one moment
She's so lovely, so bold.
And as she rises, slow and high, it's the moment
To live and love and rejoice
Over this land and sea, the whole world
she has a heart beat, she has a voice.
For God's love made such beauty
The day he made this world
It's beat is ours and we need to keep it beating.

Driving to work this morning there was the red sun, peeking up over the earth. Made me think she was blushing, shy, timid about gracing us with her presence. lol.. Not that I believe the sun is a living being that you could call a "she", it's just that there's something so feminine about the sun, it's beauty, it's strength, it's ability to create and sustain life... *shrug* Thank you Lord for our beautiful earth and the wonders that keep it alive and us alive.
~T

Falling Asleep

Falling, falling
with the beautiful lullaby of cicadas.
Let the cool breeze carry me away
on this symphony of wonder.
Lungs engulf me
Take me high
Until I reach my dreams.

Spring is here and how nice it is to fall asleep with the window wide open.
~T