“At Least We Tried”

“At Least We Tried”

At times I come across a soul

so quick to bring me down

I wonder what their story is

and what joy they have found

in superficial conflicts

or actions brought of anger,

how do they think

that will make the world a better

place, for us to live on together?

Hearts closed to the bigger picture

this is how they respond to the suffering

of others, by increasing the fracture

till we’re all just single broken bones

in a human body,

dysfunctional vessels

for a collective heart heavy.

Spreading the disease

of jumping to the worst assumptions

about another human heart

without knowing its best intentions.

But love is a doing word

so let’s all keep in mind

that in a world already tough enough

at least we tried being kind.

Life/Death/Life

Life/Death/Life

You happened upon my skeletons

and helped name them,

you see ours

and clothe them

for the funeral of all endings.

If I am Lady Death,

you are the instinct

which sings magic

over all that is tangled,

and sheds tears

to join our souls

into a force

that loves a lifetime,

till all I can hear

is the drumming of our hearts,

teaching us

that love and life

are to be lived

by the bones.

Solitude

Solitude

Quiet, dear mind,

when thinking breaks you apart

cascade your confessions onto this page

till you come away empty.

Feel, dear heart,

numbing the strain does not soften the break

fear not the flood of sensations

for with your rhythmic beat they will dissipate.

Presence, dear body,

one day you will feel at one with yourself

and your reach will be infinite;

here you can tend to your trauma.

Freedom, dear soul,

rest with expectation for the next adventure

and leave behind everything

that resists your balletic wandering.