Pieces of Me

Today we have a guest post from Judith Conway! Standing frozen In a whirl of thought, In a kaleidoscope of emotion, Pieces of me cavort around in the wind of my pondering. Who am I? I thought I knew. Not all, but parts of me. Now, I am not so sure. Am I a chameleon? Picking up other’s pieces, Adapting? Making them my own? Pure joy or pure disinterest? Wonder or disconnect? Type A? Type B? I can’t get a read on myself. And so I wander. How can one be so seemingly alive for others, Championing them to discover their fullest self’s. …And yet, rarely championing myself. Why?! Who am I? I grab at the pieces swirling around me. Is this me? What about that one? Or is it someone else’s puzzle piece I’ve snatched, Wishing to be like them? Is it one of my pieces, And I’ve simply…

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Seed

When I look down at the seeds, Today I see– I am really looking at myself, As they fight to be free. Because, somehow, we are all forever seeds. We…

Burning Circus

This poem is a little bit different than others we have posted, and the meaning behind it could be a little confusing. If you have any questions about it, please…

Please Lead Me

Today we have a guest post from Michael Goddard II! All that I’ve done, all that I am doing Where is it taking me? I am indifferent. All that God’s…

Lament

A song of Jason. O Lord, hear me, for my heart is in turmoil within me; my soul cries to you in the morning. At noonday, my call is heard,…

Creator Consumer

When I stare into the blazing screen, I don’t have to think about other people. When I think about my intuitive genes, I build valuable processes, mostly peaceful. If I…

We Will Go to War

Today we have a guest post from Cheyenne Wray! With song and storm and our hearts on our sleeves, ideals in our pockets, truth to believe, come at you with…

A Christmas Carol

How soft the sound of tears, how loud the laugh— How soon the scab of sin becomes a grudge, and then with knock, nail, noise makes me a scrooge. To…

Little Sunflower

Oh, little sunflower, where are you going today? Your petals have found the pleasure of the star’s rays. Turning your face to soak in the warmth. You realize how far…

Home

Today we have a post from Essie-Marie Weigt! Put your hand on my heart. Can you hear it? Can you feel it breaking apart? Do you know why? Know the…