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They’ve Fallen

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Take a look around and what do you see?
People running around like crazy
Too busy to see

Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.

People self absorbed
Caught in their crazy lives.
Why can’t they open up
Their eyes
And see?

Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.

People keeping their eyes
On the prize
Instead of what’s inside
Never taking the time
To see

Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.

People gathering so much stuff
And there never seems to be enough.
Their hands too full
To reach out and help

Someone that’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.

People’s souls cold as ice

Always trying to grab a slice
Of what’s in other people’s possession
So they fail to
Understand

How someone could have fallen.
And they are falling,
They find themselves falling.
And then they look around and see
Nobody cares

That they, themselves, have  fallen.

Learning

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I am slowly
Learning to have compassion for the girl

That believed she had no voice.

The girl that was afraid to shine
Or make a sound.
Who had been beaten down.

Who had almost disappeared from

Existence.

She will always be a part of me.
She was not weak.
After all
She carried me on her own.
On every twist and turn.
Up
Mountains and through valleys
Alone,
She carried me.
She pulled me up off my knees.
She dug me out of the shadows

And pushed me

Into the light.
Lifted my gaze up to life.
Through sun and storms.
Through my entire life.
She carried me.
Now it’s my turn to
Carry her.
To love her and I realize what I thought

Were her weaknesses,

Led to my strengths.

Maybe Not

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He yells again.
I fall to the shadows
Inside my soul.
I don’t know if I can take anymore.

I close my eyes and fly
To a magical, quiet place.
I close my heart
And cringe as he touches
My face.

My stomach turns
I hold my breath
Knowing I’ve made him upset
Once more.

And I feign the act of life.

I smile outside
As strangers
Continue to walk by.
Avert my eyes.
Always looking down
While I silently
Crumple to the ground.

Maybe I’m not strong enough.
Maybe I’m a fool.
Maybe living in this deranged

Place is

Where I’m meant to be.
Maybe I’ve misunderstood the
Meaning of free.

Then again,

Maybe Not.

Return

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And here I return
To the red dirt.
Return to the stillness
In me.
To the place I first found peace.
And my soul does weep
As again
The sand does slip through my
Hands.
As the earth
Does settle my soul
With its beautiful Song.
The healing of time
Reawakens
My desire to climb
Back to the stars
And beyond.

Love and light,

Earth and air,

Combine to provide
The current so that I may glide
Higher and higher
To places and desires
Eternal,
Yet to be journeyed
By my heart.