Thursday, December 20, 2018
Tuesday, October 23, 2018
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Rescue
At night
Alone
in the dark
I
knew who I was
And who I had once been
And who I had once been
I
knew I’d gotten lost –
Was
still lost –
But
if I lay very still
And very quiet
I
could feel the strength of the girl I used to be
And
in those moments
I knew she was coming back for me
Living In The Gray
Twenty for dinner
The guests’ young and old
Bring a bottle of red
And let the conversation unfold
We all agree the world is a horrible mess
We’ve all played a part
Yet we’re afraid to confess
Do you take a two-minute shower
Or a deep soak in the tub
Would you have an abortion
Or condemn someone who did
Do you get a new Prius every two years
Or drive an ancient gas guzzling Humvee
And whatever you choose
Do you think you’re better than me
The soup is served cold
But temperaments run hot
What the young boy believes
Grandfather clearly does not
By dessert there is shouting from both of the groups
Their points more important – both feeling progressive
Then a young voice states quietly, well that may be so
But isn’t it regressive to be so blatantly dismissive
She lowers her gaze
And takes a sip of her water
She clears her throat to speak
She’s the prodigal daughter
Life is too complex
To operate in black and white
And should we limit our options
To being defined – Left or Right
Not one singular Identity should steal center stage
Because not one of us is more important at the end of the day
It’s not always about winning and getting our way
Unity and tolerance are about being able to live in the gray
Sadly, what she said
Might have been true
But one of the camps
Shouted over her, their point of view.
As published in MOON http://moonmagazine.org/lynn-b-green-live-gray-2018-08-04/
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Little Bits
See, it doesn’t really matter what you say
I’ve got a piece of you I’m never giving back
And that pretty little thing you have now
She can’t have it either
That’s when I wondered how much of me
Had been chipped off
Given away
Given away
Years of me, maybe
Bundled up and stuffed away so no one else
Could have who I used to be
Sunday, August 19, 2018
Saturday, August 18, 2018
The Sacrificial Altar
He will swallow you up
For
his hunger is rabid
He
wants your every secret and every failure
He
wants to know what brings you to your knees
And
what you need to survive
He
wants to know your prayers
So
he can play God
He
will offer a hiding place
A
place to lay
And
you will feel safe
His dark eyes, sullen and brooding
Will
stare you down and bore into you
You’ll
be ruined and saved
You
will be lost and known
You
will quake
For
the pull will be magnificent
You
will give him what he asks for
Until
there is nothing left
Then
you will see
You
are a shadow
Walking
behind one who feels glorious
You
will wipe away tears
Because
you won't want to let go
But you will
Friday, August 17, 2018
Cured
And you chose to believe
You could save me
You could save me
That
years of damage
Might
fall away
Brokenness cured
By
beautiful words
Monday, August 13, 2018
Refuge
There is a box
Hidden
But never forgotten
Cloistered in my heart
If you ever love me
The right way
You will get to look inside
And in the looking
You will decide
To love me less
Or not at all
For there are secrets
Bound in ugliness
Broken promises
Cruelty
Waste
Squandered love
Two people living as one
In the light
And in the dark
Hiding
Hiding
Deep below
Thursday, August 9, 2018
Tuesday, August 7, 2018
Live In The Gray
Twenty
for dinner
The
guests’ young and old
Bring
a bottle of red
And
let the conversation unfold
We
all agree the world is a horrible mess
We’ve
all played a part
Yet
we’re afraid to confess
Do
you take a two-minute shower
Or
a deep soak in the tub
Would
you have an abortion
Or
condemn someone who did
Do
you get a new Prius every two years
Or
drive an ancient gas guzzling Humvee
And
whatever you choose
Do
you think you’re better than me
The
soup is served cold
But
temperaments run hot
What
the young boy believes
Grandfather
clearly does not
By
dessert there is shouting from both of the groups
Their
points more important – both feeling progressive
Then
a young voice states quietly, well that may be so
But
isn’t it regressive to be so blatantly dismissive
She
lowers her gaze
And
takes a sip of her water
She
clears her throat to speak
She’s
the prodigal daughter
Life
is too complex
To
operate in black and white
And
should we limit our options
To
being defined – Left or Right
Not
one singular Identity should steal center stage
Because
not one of us is more important at the end of the day
It’s
not always about winning and getting our way
Unity
and tolerance are about being able to live in the gray
Sadly,
what she said
Might
have been true
But
one of the camps
Shouted
over her, their point of view
Monday, August 6, 2018
One Evolving Moment
Yesterday no longer exists
And tomorrow will never arrive
The only place you can be is here
The only place you can be is here
Time is an illusion
It will steal what is
The breath and beat that is now
The only pure form of experience
The only true point of existence
This moment
It is for you to embrace
It is for you to embrace
Make of it what you will
For as the wind blows
And the river flows
It will cease
It will be replaced
It will be replaced
Reborn with another chance
To be present
No longer a victim
Of what was
Or the impending void
But a vital happening
Of who you are
In this one evolving moment
Tuesday, July 31, 2018
It's Okay
Sun every day makes a desert
Be careful with those smiles
The ones you hide behind
Tears can heal you
Just like the storm that comes in
And washes everything clean.
Monday, July 30, 2018
To Know The Worst
I need to know what its like
To stand in the dark with you
Before I can know if I want
To stand in the light with you
Friday, July 27, 2018
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
I'm Coming Back For You
At
night
Alone
in the dark
I
knew who I was and who I had once been
I
knew I’d gotten lost –
Was
still lost –
But
if I lay very still
And very quiet
I
could feel the strength of the girl I used to be
And
in those moments
I knew she was coming back for me
Tuesday, July 24, 2018
The Real You
I don’t know
It seems there must be
A much more honest way
For you to get what you want
You tell all these girls
They are the one -
The answer to your dreams
You wine and dine them
Sweep them off their feet
And you promise them
All the pretty things
Just like you know they would
(For how could they resist)
They fall for you
And even though you rationalize
Everyone got what they wanted
It’s a lie
I watch you do this over and over
And wonder if you ever question
How things could be if
You just stop hiding
And be yourself
They don’t need your empty words
They don’t want to fall in love
With an illusion
You are enough
The real you
I’ve seen you
You are good enough
Honestly
Monday, July 16, 2018
Stolen Peace
I couldn't think
My mind wouldn't settle
You spoke every given thought
Your personality so loud
So evasive
It didn't leave room
For mine
And I understand
You shouldn't have to compromise
To accommodate me
I wasn't asking you to be less
Or become smaller
I was asking you
To make space for both of us.
Thursday, July 12, 2018
Worried
Tuesday, July 3, 2018
D
I
liked your face
I was drawn to your
eyes
Because they were kind and soft
We talked
about our days
Our first kiss was quick and light
Barely a
whisper
Before you turned and walked away
The sparks came later
When I thought about it in the dark
When I thought about it in the dark
Sunday, July 1, 2018
Like A Bug
I don't think you did it on purpose
But you crushed me
And for the first time
I thought about all the bugs
I'd squashed
Never giving them a second thought
Just knowing I had to get rid of them
That's when I realized
You were afraid of me
Afraid of how I made you feel
Afraid that we were so far into this thing
You wouldn't be able to find your way out
And it wasn't that you didn't care about me
You just cared about yourself more.
Love Anyway
I feel all broken today
I want to hide away
Where no one can reach me
Where I'll be safe
But then you told me I should meet with you
And I felt a little less broken
- Flirtyburtie
"Don’t be afraid to fall in love
It’s the only thing that matters in life
The only thing – do you understand what I’m telling you
You just fall in love with as many things as possible."
Kelly Cantor – Country Strong
Thursday, June 28, 2018
Tuesday, June 26, 2018
Blue Sea Cafe
My
brother’s café
Looks
out over the sea
It
makes my whole body ache
In
a slow throb
That
hurts and haunts in an exquisite way
I
miss it even when I’m there
Because
I know I’ll have to leave.
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