A Saint Jude Prayer Card


I thought to pray for a serious need, you see

But

Saint Jude seems a little annoyed with me

Words in my brain
Can’t get them out
Running wild
Words ,Words, Words
Start to write
A line or two
Don’t sound right

I GIVE UP

Confused
Disappointed
Silence
Frustrated
Broken Hearted
Why
Hurting

Post is anonymous
mystery of this piece
written bout 1530


It aches with
loneliness and
longing and is short
but unforgettable


I came across this last week
to be precise 8/15/2018
something about it keeps
pulling be back to read
it every day ..


He or she ( me ) sat still
silent my heart aching
bittersweet intensity
longing for you

wind blistered water
stars collapse into redwood
love the outer ring

Morning drips in like coffee.
I think of you. It is the
hardest time.  I begin the
day in sips. My tongue
burns with greed.

You seep in through the
slats of my sleepy windows.
The day starts with memory.
Your red hair curls
around the sun.  I reach out to
touch you.  I want to kiss
the blue of your eyes across
the table.

I, sadly, drink the dregs of
my morning, wash the azure
off my face and dry my tears
to carry me through to
tomorrow.

Mornings drip in like coffee.
I think of you.

Caroline Shank

She was his
her eyes fixed upon his needs
expressed in his face
she was his
transfixed
her first glance upon awakening
her last glance before uneasy sleep
She was his
his voice enslaving her
the soft wheedling
the ugly commands disguised
She was his
his hands caressing
his fingers raking her soft, soft skin
She was his
his mind enclosing
enrapturing
her soul
deep within

You looked about twelve
With hair that had grown dark
You were gangly and thin
And could run fast
I chased you through the field
To that lonely hammock
Swinging in the breeze
The shade of the tree keeping us cool
On a warm summer day
The sky was so blue
You asked why I didn't smile like you
Or had fun the way you do
Looking long and hard
That youthful face came anew
The smile when I'd climb a tree
Or any other height
The scrapes and bruises from building a contraption or two
My smile did fade
And my eyes did dim
Now that I look at you
Can I play with you?
So I can remember
All the things that took me from you.