GRATEFUL AND TIRED

A long day of rest.

A long day of stories.

A long day of memories almost forgotten.

Tired with the sun.

Tired with the effort.

Tired with the planning of days ahead.

A long day of remembrance - 

Thank you God.

By your grace, Amen.

MY OATH TO A STRANGER II

(Flashback: MY OATH TO A STRANGER I)

Yes, my mind knew him

Oh, too well-

And my heart swore to team;

That an oath was taken

And kisses siphoned all fakin'.

And so...

I swear, by my nose;

That indeed-

Our love was pungent

Our visions like morning coffee

The sex-

Like the first light of another ciggie.

And...

I could swear, by my eyes;

That indeed-

Jealousy couldn't be less captured

That being blind was more of serenity.

My look-

Like a song fiercely communicated.

And...

I would swear, by my mouth;

That indeed-

Kisses were the unsaid words

And words, spoken, should be triple distilled.

Silence-

Like a double-edged sword.

So now mind knows;

That I know him,

All to well - to be no stranger.

MENDING PIECES III

How long will it take

How long will I shatter

How long will I lax

Atonement.

Take time wasted

Mend the broken glass

Tap ren still untouched

Expiation.

How long will it be

How long will I break

How long will I waste

Atonement.

Take what is

Mend the shattered dreams

Tap power within

Expiation.