24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
It’s her!
My splash of paint
From billions of years ago.
My vision of love, of light, of beauty.
She appeared and I sighed,
And the rest of you were borne of her.
Again and again, she comes to life,
Not in the usual way, but through me.
Divine Love waxes into being
Then wanes, like the moon,
And back again, full and plump.
Oh, my Love, my darling Love.
I alone can make you be.
Me of you, and you of me.
Together, we, in cosmic spin
Once more will be
Throwing paint at the canvas.
Purify me Douse me in your holiest water And your strongest rubbing alcohol. Clean me Scrub me with steel wool And scrubbing bubbles with bleach. After all that Maybe for once I will be free of dirt and sin
Man crawled from the mud and saw god
God sneered and said “Get the fuck off my lawn”
We’ve been cursed all along
And wonder why the songs all sound dissonant
Why religion becomes irrelevant
It’s as if heaven sent us down to see if we could make it on our own
Angels looking down, making bets on our demise
We laugh at the futility because it’s too damn painful to cry
And perfections unattainable but still we try,
Still we strive to be more than the ones who came before us
Still strive to please god, even though that fucker ignores us
Still planting acorns with dreams of a future forest
Still
Because turbulence is abhorrent
Man crawled from the mud, saw god and turned away
Looked to the Sun and found another way to pray
Bathed in life-giving rays and found his own divinity
So the angels grew bored and found another game to play
Dear girl without glasses~
(On the top of the slide)
Keep kissing him next time!
(Don’t slip down and hide)
Make a wish.
Let it take seed.
I hope it grows
all that you need.
I hope you find
all you look for.
I wish you love
and so much more.
Where are you going, in the patterns of chaos? You seem to be fading, in the bright flashes. What do you see, in the shadows of the light? You seem to be searching, Looking to right. What are you hearing, in the pops and bangs? Are there voices calling that are solely for you? You seem serious Or startled and afraid. The flashes continue, and alone you will stay.
I have chosen to be blinded by you
To color my perceptions with a will of want
A will of wish, A will of neglect
I dare not see who you really are
It will scare me to see you in reality
You who own my heart
You wrestle my insanity
You waste my insecurity
Embrace my ineptitude
You challenge my perceptions
I don’t want to see you in the brilliance of sunlight
I prefer to walk with you in shadow
If I see you then you will see me
My naked shame would be too much
reflected in your eyes
So I choose to remain blindfolded
Lost in lies we tell each other
When you make a wish,
Where does it go?
Does it fly far away
And come back as snow?
Does it live among the daffodils,
Daisies, and violets,
Or does it rest within you heart
And match its beat slow and silent?
Does it go to the forest
And soar through the leaves,
Or sleep in the river
and dance with the the breeze?
When you make a wish,
Where does it go?
Does it fly far away
Or come back as snow?
-h.e.m.
Prowling around the house
a tiny predator
built to hunt and kill.
Also likes treats and
getting petted first thing
in the morning.
He is striped and gray.
He loves his parents
and his sister.
Twice a day,
he gets excited and runs
around as fast as he can.
He has sharp teeth and claws
Sometimes he bites too hard,
but he is a good boy.
All my love to my
candy-named cat,
Butterscotch.
In a sea of chaos
she made blooms out of worries
and music out of madness.
C. Churchill