Another Day

Icicles

Slowly dripping from the roof

Decay

Is everywhere one looks

Snow

Melting into the ground.

Lost

Nevermore to be found

Family

Walking out never ask

Me

Anything. They turn their backs.

Pain

In my heart and head

Remain

Even though they said

Community

Is the key to survival.

Forgotten

No one even cares

Sadness

Rips me and brings tears

Dripping 

into my decay. 

musings from a far off observer

A slight movement of the finger

Now lives are changed forever

300 hurt, and five dead

When will this madness end?

Sit and wait

Be patient into the late

Night.

Revolution

Or peace will come with

Morning light.

Bodies found on the outskirts

Of town: stripped and strewn

Unidentified, unknown, useless

No more can they fight

Governors sitting in comfort

Peasants shivering in cold snow

Police defending their own by

Attacking the fake innocence  

 

Living in routine

I ignore the beauty

Walk past the trees without a hello

I drive past the beggar with a scowl and judgment

Singing the same rhythm-less song.

 

Living in routine

going from day to day

In the business I turn a deaf ear

To the song of Creation that you play on repeat;

To the most rhythmic song of all.

Ran

  I left you for dead, kicked you out of my head

  Moved on with my life, finally let you go

  You went willingly, the whole time thinking of me

  You knew how this story would end

I ran so far away, after I promised to stay

But when life got in the way, I ran.

They say different things as they sit in their swings,

Phrases like “three times is the charm”

How could I know then, how right they have been?

When I left you in my doubt.

I knew it would get better, I couldn’t leave it at that

So when you came back, I ran… to you. 

Lazy Rainy Day

To the general public, rainy days are boring inside days. However, rainy days represent perfection being found, a cleansing from the mundane, a change from the usual, and a renewing of the earth. They are perfect for spending the day by a window contemplating literature, growth, God, and life while listening to a naturally calming soundtrack.

 Though rainy days are fantastic due to the excuse for laziness, this weather is also thoroughly enjoyable for it encourages anti-socialness. It forces people to stay home, which can lead to spending extra time with the Creator, the one who re-creates all. It pushes people to just sit back in silence, taking in the majestic artwork found in the smallest details of life and knowing that He is God. It allows people to think deeply, to slow down and tell him about that one time which was never confessed.

 Such days are symbolic of the continuous unending, overbearing and powerful love he has for mankind, the earth, and everything he sculpted when he created the universe. The love that consistently re-creates due to his creations being selfish, thoughtless, and wrong. This reminder is why lazy rainy days by the window with a cup of hot tea, a book and a journal are the best days of the year.