#enduring
Collateral fixation trampled over funneled heartbreak.
Gravity lost his momentum, as soundwaves lost her path.
The echo of history channeled through melancholy too sweet.
The bitterness of victory haunts the rippling memory.
Stones cast come back dry.
Leaves dropped come back drenched.
Though I drank an ocean of hate.
Love still drips from my pores.
Help me settle this shredded mind.
Aid me mend this chewed up heart.
Sooth me with battle.
Calm me with danger.
Grant me the glory of peace amongst the stormy wages of freedom.
I will sleep soberly amongst the eruptions of dying stars.
Find me forgotten in the heat of your mistakes.
My hand outstretched is bleeding, but still has the strength to lift you.
Don't slip on the puddle of your grave.
Rise from the garden we can plant together.
Though you may dig a pit for my feet, I will leap with joy and never notice, even as you fall behind....
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 8:48 PM UTC
Through every shadow, every light,
You are the pulse within the night.
The world may spin and seasons flee,
But you remain the earth to me.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year,
The steady hand that calms my fear.
In every breath and every line,
I’m grateful that your heart is mine.
No matter where the road may bend,
You are my start, you are my end.
A love so deep, a bond so true,
My every "always" leads to you.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year.
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 8:24 AM UTC
The Ember That Outlasts the Dark
"Even in shadow, love leaves its quiet glow."
At dusk, the world forgets its edges.
Light loosens its grip,
darkness does not rush in –
it waits, patient as memory.
This is where love learned its second language:
not promise, but endurance.
Hands finding one another
after the words have thinned.
Grief does not shout here.
It settles, like dust on a photograph,
softening the faces
without erasing them.
I have loved you in that hour –
when hope is no longer loud,
only present.
When sorrow leans close
and does not win.
If darkness must come,
let it come slowly,
tamed by the simple miracle
of a single ember
glowing where the shadows stay.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 1:30 PM UTC
If the clock could count, perhaps time would help.
But he only speaks.
We gotta dig our own graves....
Dieing is easy, living is the real challenge.
Getting up day after day, and doing it all again....
This is hard.
Jesus Christ, you made it easy to live;
Jesus Christ, you made it easy to love.
So here we are, grieving again....
Filling a cup with tears, just to bottom up, again....
Just hold me, just hold me, my love, please....
Just hold me~
Armor is heavy, and Lord I wear you heavily....
Which way do we march; alone, so utterly lonesome.......
With not a body to cuddle, and not a shoulder to drench with these tears....
I may have many angels, and a very persistent lover.
But they can't hold me, not yet, not like this.......
Jesus Christ may lift my head, but my heart just keeps falling.
Jesus Christ may hold my hand, but my feet just keep slipping.
Jesus Christ may establish my step, but I simply can't muster any intent.
Jesus Christ may watch over me, but I'm just sitting and sulking, not really waiting, just existing~
To what do I owe, such gravity?
That my whole back arches, and my mind caves.
As the dust settles, I can see clearly.
You're here with me, through thick and thin.
My knees ache for all the bending they have conceived.
My forearms are crushed under my head.
I think my neck has strength, but I can't be certain.
If I open my eyes, I am blinded by streams....
Keeping every face I have seen from bleeding my sanity to vanity~
I never realized enemies desire destruction.
For I always desired their best~
Grace saves my life again and again, but I beg for them to not be left behind again!~
The narrow path of salvation feels cruel.
But the wide path of destruction is gutless~
Neither satisfies.
But their the only choices.......
**** it! Why won't you all be saved!
**** it~
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 11:37 PM UTC
There’s something about your love
that feels like amber—
warm, steady, quietly glowing
even on the days when I don’t.
I hold it the way you’d hold
something precious you almost forgot you deserved,
turning it in my hands,
letting its soft light calm the restlessness in me.
You don’t rush my healing.
You just stay—
patient as resin forming over years,
gathering the broken pieces of who I’ve been
and making them part of something beautiful.
And maybe that’s why I keep you close,
why your name sits in my chest
like a small, golden ember.
Because in a world full of moments that fade,
you’re the one thing
etched in amber—
the one warmth
I know won’t go away.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 9:21 AM UTC
Could you would you be my love, lover, partner, and friend
Days and memories amassing and blend
Pulling up my skirt
1 inch-2 inch-3 inches for you
Nightly pinned
Singing me a lullaby of heady moaning my name
Tangled worlds and tangled legs
Twisted tongues dancing in the evenings
Filling, thrilling and enveloping
1 inch-2 inch-3 inches for me
Melting worlds to sated completion
Holding on to each other in space
I want to build a life with you
Happily walk a daily path of life mundane
Stealing nights exquisite
Finding freckles in the dark
Tracing and memorizing our lines
Making that fire
Knowing each other by touch, sounds and taste
Finding hands, palms, and lips,
Turning out like a pack of crisps
You love my…
I love your…
Babe, I’m ready
We gonna make it through
I want you
Each day anew
Hand in hand
Strengthening
Talking
Sharing
Nourishing a life with each other
Laughing sweetly
Caring deeply
Supporting and loving one another the best we can
Because, I found you
Jun 27, 2025
Jun 27, 2025 at 5:01 PM UTC
When I pass on, I'll remember everything I've forgot
from the names of lovers, too presents that I'd got
memories of places, and people I've known
the looks on the faces, I'd left, or outgrown
I'll reminisce every nuance, of tastes, and/or touch
no longer to wander the mists, of things I now clutch
with reverie made from paradigms recalled
I'll have everything, yes, every, and all
Passing the curtain, the soft velvet veil
whether at the gates, of heaven, or hell
into my grave, and throughout all time
I'll remember...I'm always yours
and you're ever mine
Apr 21, 2025
Apr 21, 2025 at 4:05 PM UTC
The Wolf, it hungered, while you stayed warm,
Bound to its pack, shaped by the storm,
Through frost and through famine,
The Wolf, it did suffer, while The Dog lay secure.
But when disaster did strike, stealing Dog's home,
She was left to the frost, forsaken, alone,
She wandered as prey, and trembled in fear,
Until one day, she saw naught but a pack,
Warm, safe numbers, a home-- one she lacked,
And so she found herself The Wolf,
Mercy, she asked, May I join your pack?
The Wolf, it snarled, when she begged for stay,
Herald The Dog who yearns for warmth!
When she had comfort when we had naught!
The Dog bowed her head, but she could not,
Explain to The Wolf what it owed her not.
The Dog, she wandered, searching for fire,
But the world was not warm as her home had once been.
So she carved her own pack,
Starved through the winter,
Charged into battle, unraveled by the years,
And so came to be, The Dog was assured,
That in her place, The Wolf endured.
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 5:44 AM UTC
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Mmmh… a new, swollen blister blooms upon my eye,
a testament to my silent suffering. My mind lingers in the shadows,
a flickering flame that refuses to extinguish, yet devoid of dreams.
Each tear I’ve shed is trapped within an ancient jar, sinking into
the depths of a vast ocean, yearning for the tide that might one
day carry them away.
Will my dreams rise again, soaring like a fleeting spark,
threatening to pierce my very soul—or perhaps the dreams
of those who dared not believe?
Mmmh… my heart beats in rhythm with the relentless
march of time; the ticking of clocks, their gears grinding slowly—
half-alive, biding their moment until the final hour strikes.
My imagination relentlessly pursues a dream, even as they
dissolve into the void of oblivion.
My chest has hollowed, teetering on the brink of collapse
under the weight of my self-imposed despair. For every bridge
I’ve traversed or set ablaze, I feel the presence of a solitary bridge,
echoing with loneliness. Yet, one might surrender hope—
if only…
Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 10:12 AM UTC
The time is now
In its pull
In each other's arms
The time is now
Overjoyed and thankful
Brave enough
As brave can be
The time is now
A new beginning
We'll go far
The time is now
We cannot miss
Before the faint hum of big forever
Nov 24, 2024
Nov 24, 2024 at 2:39 PM UTC
All the little things about you
are the big things in my life
Jun 18, 2023
Jun 18, 2023 at 9:15 PM UTC
Long ago she lost the ability to cry.
He thought her so hard
She turned her face and walked away
As though she did not hear.
His eyes gestured, "I am drawn to you."
Wondering, "Is something here to explore?"
She walked away without looking back.
Stopped.
Staring straight ahead.
He thought of himself, as a man of power.
So, he followed her
Lured with the intrigue of conquering.
Yet, she did not desire to be conquered!
She was only uncertain
How do I express, "I only want to be truly loved?"
He came to her. She resisted. He conquered.
She sank in despair
Becoming once more withdrawn.
The uncertainty of life loomed
As the shadow of doubt.
Does love even exist?
Or is it only an illusionary butterfly?
Determined to find love
She walked away.
Vowing, "Never will I be conquered again!"
She licked her wounds.
She grew.
She learned to cry again.
She healed.
Mending her once festered soul.
No longer did she draw nor desire conquers.
A bright sun, anew
She roamed the universe.
Within the Light of Wisdom.
At Dawn's New Day
Emerging with a lotus flower
Crested in her hair.
Dancing among the green meadows
A gentle man watched
wondering
"I'm drawn to you. Is there something here to explore?"
In Spirit
She replied, "Perchance."
It was then
They began to dance among the stars.
In graceful movement
Timing their waltz
Assessing capacity for esteem
Open to honor freedom.
They danced within agency
They danced within
the integrity of their movement.
She sighed relief.
Evidenced by a gentle tear
cascading along the arcing curve of her cheek.
In heart felt love
He gazed into her eyes
Receiving her golden tear.
With an anchored
To continue the dance
In Vita Grande.
Today, Tomorrow & Forever!
Dec 29, 2021
Dec 29, 2021 at 5:41 PM UTC
~
*The arithmetic of murky waters
Is not so clear
Neither are my chances of survival
Here is me
Face down in urgent sea
My wave
My grave
My gateway, perhaps
Whatever the consequence
Suffering is the new salvation
It all adds up
Sum how?
Sum way?
And if I was your ship
Destined to flounder
In the wide open drink
You'd re-enter the equation
And find a way to pull me through
Just so we could once more
Make the hurting count*
~
Sep 2, 2021
Sep 2, 2021 at 6:01 PM UTC
there's the flower of our friendship
planted by our eyes meeting
watered by shared memories
growing towards the light of our laughter
I like looking at the little flower of ours
listening to your guitar
eating our freshly baked cookies
lying on the floor in silence
it's fragile and small; the flower - still growing
I won't risk destroying it
buried under words filled with emotion
but I like being around you
the way you roll your eyes at my stupid jokes
our hourlong talks till night falls and the sun rises
the light touch of our hands
and I like you too much to tell you I'm falling in love with you
Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 3:53 PM UTC
for fifty years have you walked this earth
for fifty more will I walk like you
for fifty years have you stood proudly and boldly
for fifty more will I stand like you
for fifty years have you served so resolutely
for fifty more will I serve like you
for fifty years have you seized so relentlessly
for fifty more will I seize my own
for fifty years have you reached for better
for fifty more will I reach like you
for fifty years have you loved endlessly
for fifty more will I endlessly love
this you have inspired within me
all I do is for you
be well
bcb
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
Love's garment woven with endearments
Ovations shared in heart harmony
Vows- the genesis of love's endeavor
Enduring love cultivated with kindness
~when love precipitates, selfishness evaporates~
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 12:25 PM UTC
Though my path is not always clear
sometimes it takes a hard look in the mirror
I need to know where I've been
to know where I'm going and then
It's up to me to overcome all the strife
That I've been through in my life
and never lose sight of my dreams
For my kids and my family--we're a team
I grew up without hope and so much more
I'm glad my kids can be happy. They are adored!
For them to grow up free of fear
Is something I hold especially dear
I wonder how I avoided the pitfalls of this earth
But as I grew older, people saw me and found worth
Now I am free to live and love as I please
The times of enduring and persisting have ceased
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 7:10 PM UTC
It is a sticky night.
Like the watermelon that drips down your chin
Like the humid air that sticks to your skin
Like that song you can name when the first note is hit
Uncomfortable, beautiful
Like the clothes that stick to your back
Because you have clothes
Like the way that our messed-up families stick together
Because you have a family
It is messy, like glue
It is sticky, a sticky summer night
Like all of those nights, long ago
Like the blood that was shed for you, for me, by a stranger
By hundreds of strangers
It’s a legacy and it sticks
And we can only pray that nights such as these will
become a memory, something permanent
a fixed point in time, something that endures
We hope that, even just for a little while
It might just stick around
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC
To the object of my desire,
For which I always climb higher:
Everyone says that you're a hoax
And that my dream is just a joke.
Though the words cut deep
and my body stings,
I knew from the very start
that you existed in my heart
For you I journey on and I'll stay strong
For in my arms is where you belong.
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 4:00 PM UTC
I feel my heart shrinking
without light, without air
feel the pressure increasing
no space anywhere
Crushing, constricting
screams muted by lies
but what will remain
if anything does
A fish out of water
a bird thrown to the ground
Adapting? Surviving?
Or wilting, drying out
I plucked myself
I broke my core
Now I'm left with the pieces
I forced out of the puzzle
and the puzzle keeps changing
I can't put them back
This hole in my chest
frayed edges, torn pages
For nothing, a thing
Here I stand
Withering
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC