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Rhianecdote Feb 2015
If word is bond

Then all we share

is *silence
Does anyone else question the relationships they have/had with people?
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
Go with God?
But *who
is God to me?
Would you have me walk
side by side with a stranger?

Walk with the Lord?
No.
I run and I run free,
spirit and its not holy.
Besides he doesn't Walk with me

The Lord is my shepherd?
But I'm no sheep.
I belong to no flock
I long to be heard
so I stand independently.

Go to God?
I did in my time of need
but his churches gates
were closed to me,
shunned on steps seeking sanctuary
and yet it gave me the clarity
I needed to move on in life.
In seeking solace
I found growth
in the solitary, ironically.

I found a certain kind
of serenity wash over me
in rejection
an epiphany even.

That I Can't trust in God
cause I no longer
believe in He
who I cannot see,
who I can no
longer hear speak.

And it's not a matter
of right or wrong
my faith has taken me
down a different path.
Where I need to learn
to put trust in the fallacy
of human beings
of people,
of you and me.

And maybe just maybe...
that was his plan all along.
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
He picked up a pebble
and threw it into the sea.

And another, and another.
He couldn't stop.

He wasn't trying to fill the sea.
He wasn't trying to empty the beach.

He was just throwing away,
nothing else but.

Like a kitten playing
he was practicing for the future

when there'll be so many things
he'll want to throw away

if only his fingers will unclench
and let them go.

-Norman MacCaig
As this is one of my favourite pieces of poetry and I couldn't find a page for MacCaig I felt the need to share it. It struck a chord with me the very first time I read it and every time since. So earnest, so simple.
Rhianecdote Jan 2015
Do you know what sums up the dark side of capitalism perfectly?
A Banks steps on a cold night occupied by a homeless lady.
That's what I saw tonight and it hit me.
The sheer juxtaposition pushed home the level of inequality
we see daily and walk past...
Thought of Marx
" There's something rotten at the core of a society that increases its wealth without diminishing its misery"
and believe me I'm no ******,
but it was eerie.
To put it simply
I worry for and care about *humanity.
“The True Measure of Any Society can be found in how it treats its most vulnerable members” – Ghandi
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