Thursday, August 14, 2003

You see it as I do
    maybe more
you see all that goes on
    under the surface
and it hurts
  you
You feel as my sister does
    painful core
of hurt and wrath and loss
    bitterness and wrong
and it hurts you
You absorb all around you
    slamming door
hateful yells and glaring
    words unspoken
but no less
  said
you see but do not search it
    look but see
not

Sunday, August 10, 2003

Take this heart
and let me know You
Take this life
and let me show You
Take this past
and make it new
Take this pride
and make it fall
Take this child
and make me seek You
Take this love
and make it pure
So easily distracted
mind poisoned within
tempted without
Be Thou only
within my sight
I will ravage you
I will take your heart
Your very soul
Your life to come back to Me
I will scar you
blind you
bring you
to your knees
to bring you back to Me
My Heart, my ravage
ravages me too
and I rend my heart
with your pain
for your pain
for your heart
for your love
I will not surrender
I will have my way
I will have you

I love you too much
to let you walk away
You do not know the fire into which
you walk
Do not turn away from Me
Do not walk away
Do not seek my
love
in another’s arms
another’s face
voice
charms
charm is seductive
and beauty is fleeting
Do not seek Me
in another
You will seek Me and find Me
I will be found
when you seek Me
with all your heart
I see your heart
written all over your face
your glance
your body
all speak to pain
the tenseness
and the
definition
of your
hesitation
both give away your
pain

you ask, a quiet voice,
that hides the depth
the truth
of what you feel
your plea fall on deaf ears
for peace
meet my motive
meet this heart
of purity and
sorrow as i
walk away from You
impure
it drags me
or do i run
unseeing
knowing where
i go
back again
so i cry
turn
come to You

Tuesday, June 24, 2003

silence echoes
impetuous sprite
it dances
in my head
as i lay on my back
tired and sore
and taken
by the flu
or whatever this is
yet a sprite dances
on tip-toe
in my head

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

The raindrops
tepid
a night of
new beginnings
the soft breeze
a spring of hope and
happiness
as soft it blows
round my face
bringing with it
the first wisps of
apple blossom
and echoes of children

Saturday, May 03, 2003

Who are you
and why do I wait
so passionately
for you

why do I wait at all
Should I not care?
Who are you?!
Out of my head
this face from the
past

Thursday, May 01, 2003

So we are friends
    my brother
  playmate
So we are friends
   do now we stay?
So we are friends
    in this I
  trust you…
So we are friends
   in this we stay?
Always fighing
always struggle
always danger
always lost
Always warring
always fighting
always losing
falling, gone
Don't touch me
    don't ask
 the answer is
       no
I need you
I need your
     touch
  I need you
I need your
     love
But I must say
       no
I must not use you
I must say no
  Until I am okay
      again...

...Please touch me
      tell me it's okay
         again...
This heart
is selfish
bitter and deceitful above all things
This heart
is crying out for love
and asking
“where are You?”
it cannot find You
but knows You’re here
Jer 29:13
So we are friends
my brother
playmate
So we are friends
do we now stay?
So we are friends
in this I
trust you…
so we are friends
in this we stay?

Wednesday, April 30, 2003

This heart
  is selfish
bitter and deceitful
  above all things
This heart
  is crying out for love
and asking
  Where are You?
it cannot find You
  but knows
    you’re there
Poetry
another
need
to write
and
help
my
heart
and
head
connect
LORD
 I am so dry
   I am fallen
 and crying out
   for more of You
  I cannot find You
   I fall so far away
  my head can know You
   but my heart’s not right
  my heart is disengaged
   and I want You now
  Please take me now
   please make me know You
  I am so thirsty
   and I cannot find You
  I need my day with
   You alone
  Please take me to your side again.
Always hoarding panic
Driving need to
Hide away and
Discover something
     new
So tired of fighting
   so tired of battling
  war for the soul
So tired of fighting
   to maintain focus
So tired of trying
  to stay on the line