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Kay Kasablanca Apr 2011
The first and last Colorado spring
It snowed
It rained
It thundered
It blew
It shined
On my exposed skin.
The dead winter trees
With their bare vein-like fingers
Grew infected with buds of blue,
Or maybe it was yellow
Or red
Or purple
Or green
Or goodbye.
Kay Kasablanca Sep 2013
I asked to have no name

       --To live anonymously--

But instead He gave me pain

      Which no one else could see.

Now I am sad but holy,

      I am lost but I am free.

Now I can feel fully

       The coram deo down in me.
Kay Kasablanca Oct 2013
A Jewish boy walked me home last night.
He held my hand as I gushed about You.
The soggy cool of Midwestern winter
Filled our lungs and padded our steps.

I imagined I was in your snow globe:
You strategically shook the tiny plastic flakes
And smiled, seeing them swirl
Around us as we whispered.

I hope that he thought about You,
On his walk alone across the fields
After we had said goodnight.
That his globe water was a little less frozen,

Perspiring in your colossal palms
As you patiently wait to shake
His world awake with grace,
As You so love to do.
Kay Kasablanca Nov 2011
God is a director
And your life is his film.
(He wrote the script a long time ago)
It is not your story,
It is His story
Starring you.
 
In a perfect movie,
Everything you see on screen is carefully
And purposefully
Organized.
Nothing is arbitrary;
Every detail
Every character
And every event is significant.
As is His movie, in which He is overseeing every aspect.
There is equal thought and determination behind all pieces-
The enormous,
And the intricate.
 
It would seem that you are a powerless pawn in the movie of
your life,
But this is not the case.
You cannot control who
Or what
You are exposed to in this movie.
But of all the characters he places in your path,
You choose your costar.
And of all the scenes and situations he casts you in,
You choose the way they define you.
But do not be afraid,
For in all moments He will strengthen you
And carefully watch over you,
Never letting His eye leave the lens.
 
Trust in Him and all that he shows you;
Each scene is masterfully,
And meticulously
Composed.
If you should ever find yourself confused
 Or frustrated
at its meaning
Remember,
That you simply haven’t seen the whole movie yet.
Kay Kasablanca Feb 2011
The sun will not remember you,
After all the days it has warmed your back.
The stars will not remember me,
Though their light doth pierce the night, and guide me through the black.

The fields will not remember the brothers,
Lost in each other’s war.
The soldier’s cry will echo and die,
Wondering what it was for.

But we will soon forget it too,
All the suffering we did create.
The oblivious world will carry on,
And ease us of our hate.

The birds will continue to sing,
After Silence has stolen your song.
The road knows no end,
So I’ll keep traveling on.
Kay Kasablanca Feb 2011
I come and go like the seasons, like the sun.
When I shine I’ll make you mine -you’ll know that I’m the one.
Fading into fall please remember everything,
As I was in the summer, and I was in the spring.

Regretful it’s the time of year for letting go,
Behind the clouds in the back of your mind, now I wake up slow.
Winter makes me weary but don’t let me hide,
Keep me alive and warm and I’ll survive by your side.

The season for sleep approaches but still I burn,
Take me inside while the winter takes its turn.
Sun soaked and speechless as the rays fade in number
Yet there’s no dark to fear; you’re my eternal summer.
Kay Kasablanca Dec 2012
You woke up that morning
Just like any other day
Forgetting anything can happen
So it happened, anyway

"What a shame", they will say
But they didn't know us
If they did they wouldn't speak;
Only sit in a hallowed hush

The worst part is that we knew.
We knew about death.
But you never think it will happen-
Not to you, just the rest

If I could start all over again
When I think about you and me
I wouldn't do things much different...
But I'd be holding your hand,
Constantly.

— The End —