Grace E

Grace E Nov 2020

Growing

I’ve died so many times.

The ghosts of all the girls I’ve been, linger in photographs and her writing is still inked in diary’s and journals from the past.

I know she is proud of who I am now.

And I look forward to who I will become one day.

Grace E Nov 2020

The Needy

The world is kind to those with deep pockets,
But the needy are not rescued from the bitter cold.

To the homeless man I saw shivering in New York at Christmas time a few years ago, I wish life was different for you.

Grace E Oct 2020

Dream Again

I dreamt of you last night.
Your features intertwined in my neural pathways.
Visions of you danced behind my eyelids.
I felt the warmth of your skin.
You put your head in my lap,
And I wove my fingers through your hair.
I kissed the top of your head.
Blessed and cursed dream,
That tantalizes me with your presence,
Then tortures me as you fade again into the depths of my heart and mind.
If a nighttime apparition is all I can have of you,
I’ll take it.
O, let me dream again.

Grace E Oct 2020

2020

History rarely repeats,
But it often rhymes.

Grace E Oct 2020

The Birds Never Came

She sat alone in the quiet park,
On her favorite bench overlooking the town.
She unpacked her lunch,
Set aside her drink,
And pulled out a loaf of bread for the birds.
She sat and waited for her friends to arrive.
Whistling their pitchy chirps at her.
But the birds never came.
So she threw out a piece of crumbly bread,
Hoping they'd recognize the crunch of the crust.
But the birds never came.
And instead, a hoard of ants came in droves,
Devouring the bread.
And one lizard also helped them ravage it.
She longed for the birds,
But they never came.

Grace E Oct 2020

For Better or Worse

I signed my name of the dotted line,
I took your surname,
Promising you “for better or for worse.”
I trusted you.
But you hurt me.
The saying is,
“If someone hits you on one cheek turn to them the other.”
But now, I find my self grappling with this near impossible notion,
Of not only turning the other cheek,
But kissing the fist that struck me.

Grace E Oct 2020

2 Corinthians 10:4

For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal,
But mighty in God, for pulling down strongholds.

Carnal= Carne= Flesh
The weapons of our warfare are not in our flesh, but in God, to pull down the strongholds in our hearts and lives. Are you addicted to *******? God can help you pull that stronghold down. Are you addicted to your phone? To social media? To fake love? Jesus can help you pull down those things rotting in your heart and making your life sour. You only get one life. Choose to live this life for the next one, the eternal one, the one that doesn’t end.