PoetrY
The Moon Series
June 30, 2018
as I leave the same parking spot
where we parted ways,
as I leave the same living room
where we talked and hoped and cried
as I leave the same home
where I learned to do those alone
I feel that I am leaving a little of myself
and though the landlord said to clean up
I just can’t help it
so I sit a little longer and look
but I can’t see the moon anymore
not the way I used to
it’s too cloudy here,
and I think I like that
at least until I’ve...
June 3, 2018
the moving van is
just a little too small
you see, it fits everything except
the box of your things,
the box I
shoved in the corner
of the closet
collecting dust for fourteen moons
but now
I remove the collection
the lid,
the rug I've swept you under
(for while you cannot come along,
you cannot stay either)
and I sort through it,
for what to burn later and
what to give up now and
your box ends up outside their door and
i ring the bell for
one's...
May 10, 2018
and I’m half gone
half stuck
waiting for the fearful moment I
see you at the red light.
will I need bells
to alert you to scatter
when I return?
will it be my job to
sound an alarm
place a reservation
for the town?
perhaps I won’t
and we’ll all be uncomfortable
April 30, 2018
twelve ago
I thought it was a mistake
what you were doing
I asked Jesus to change your mind
but He didn’t.
and twelve later
I am seeing why,
and twelve after this
it make sense even more
doesn’t change the loss
but as you see I’m at no loss for change
with Georgia on my mind
and tons else on my heart
no space left
although some days
I wish there was.
but still making it just fine,
making along to a new way
a new place
and I’m still praying
for...
April 18, 2018
I can’t see you anymore
and at first, it was killing me
clouds overtook you,
Beautiful and better than I
am no longer needed in this sky
and at first I was longing
But in a new phase now I look North
and I can see many stars
their lights on a dimmer for me
I admire the seeming haphazard
places they lay on navy
blue blankets.
eyes and heart cracked,
I leave clouds (and you) where you lie
for the iridescent beauty,
the celestial art in a dar...
April 12, 2018
and more since the rooftop
where I asked so many questions
tried to be so sure
and thought I understood
I know much less than I thought
and so thankful I am answered for
though I lost you, dear friend
in twelve moons I’ve gained tenfold
as greater testament to Faithful One’s love
I shall not stand in this spot much longer
than three or four moons’ time
when I’ll begin seeing it from another driveway
miles from you here
and I think I pre...
March 28, 2018
I realized I left my laptop
in the car.
I go to grab it
my socks hit the pavement
my skin intrudes the wet air,
I’m suddenly ten degrees
warmer, out here
in a breeze
and I look up to see
the same sky painted for me
the night you left.
I’m sobered but not sad
for the Painter knows me
and reminds me of his
faithfulness
in the consistent smog of blue and gray
always over me
March 20, 2018
head did not think
it possible
for heart to be
crushed and elated
altogether.
head still learning
what heart has been
given over to
head to rest
for it cannot understand
how heart is
broken but then
so joyful for the other
head wonders how
heart prays in
both pain
and thanksgiving
it is
only the
Savior.