Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

February 27, 2014

A Bridge

-like a bridge-

A bridge is strong.
A bridge is steady.
A bridge is reliable, resilient, rigid.
Water races beneath the bridge but the bridge holds firm.
Cars press down and push across the bridge but the bridge doesn't move.

I want to be like a bridge.
I want to be strong.
I want to be steady.
I want to be reliable, resilient, rigid.
Emotion races within me but I strive to hold firm.
The weight of the world presses down on me but I will be
like a bridge.

 Spent several quality hours with myself at first dam today.
The rain always seems to come on really emotional days.

November 3, 2013

Time and Time Again

This is my new obsession.

I bought an old book from the DI titled Time and Time Again.
I stare down at the page and words jump out at me. When you put them all together you get something magical.

Here are just a few of the many...

10/29/13
Dare to Call it Love

I
found
love
and if love were too strong a word, surely any other would not have been strong enough for the emotion
radiated    in all human directions.
loved, in a sort of way
that
threaded the love into    pattern of     behavior

10/30/13
2 yrs

I
wish for
I think
I hope
I
managed to endure it
by some gorgeous miracle
he returned
to whatever fate might be in store

10/30/13
The unthinkable

dreams
banish
in the high drama
The darkest moment came
he
shrugged in answer,
not me. The truth
came unsought
The Times
seemed to have to ransack his memory
found it easy to forget
but at length he replied:
Addressed to me personally,
he must have known it wouldn't do

The thing about poetry is it often doesn't make sense but maybe that is why I like it. Phrases that stand out on a page of a story I have never read can mean so much to me while sounding like a few strung together words to anyone else. It has become my favorite late night stress reliever and if I am not careful can keep me awake much too late.

11/2/13
Late Nights of Freshman Year

good
time to be in college
where they best belonged
already
midnight
a girl; or rather, the girl
she was
engrossed
a chance to 
remember it
with coats and dripping umbrellas,
she was
decided
and continued

October 23, 2013

open road

I hit a freeway barrier about a month or so ago on my way home from school. It has made me really nervous to drive but tonight I fell in love with the open road.

...there is something soothing to the soul in the rhythm of driving.
the long stretch of open road ahead mesmerizing and
darkness engulfed the scenery so i watched the headlights of cars.
cars passing me and me passing them,
back and forth everything moving like clock work.
no other obligations at that moment but to drive forward
everything else in my world has no choice but to wait.
instead of worrying about everything waiting for me
i day dreamed
free to think about whatever i wanted
no one in ear shot to hear me sing at the top of my lungs to all my favorite songs
in that moment, through that canyon,
i fell in love with the road
that night the drive went by too quickly
if i had gas and time to spare who knows how far i would have gone...

October 14, 2013

I love Uncle Bret

A few months ago my Uncle Bret learned that he had Mesothelioma.

Not Uncle Bret
He is too strong and tough for cancer
Not Uncle Bret
He is too selfless and loving for cancer
Not Uncle Bret
He is too relied upon for cancer
Not Uncle Bret
That's not fair


Tonight we gathered as an extended family. We fasted and prayed and listened to beautiful blessings and faith inspiring testimony. The things I felt are hard to put into words. Bret Frodsham is a super hero in my eyes. I didn't know it was possible to face a trial like this cancer with such a positive attitude and unshakable faith in God.
If you need to read something inspiring or need a reminder about what is really important in this life got read bret54.blogspot.com

My Uncle Bret
Strong and tough enough to beat this cancer
My Uncle Bret
Still selfless and loving while battling cancer
My Uncle Bret
Relies on the Lord to face this cancer
My Uncle Bret
What faith he has


As we were leaving he gave each of the college kids 20 dollars. This isn't the first time he has done this. How is it that someone can think so much of other people and be so generous at a time like this? I was touched tonight by the testimony and example of an incredible man I am lucky to be related to.