STILLNESS
In the weary,
waiting,
silence
of the night,
speak to me, Lord!
The others do-
haunting,
accusing,
foreboding;
the body tosses
and
the heart grows tight,
and
sleep,elusive, fades into
the
weary,
waiting,
silence
of the night.
He speaks:
the mind,
preoccupied with sleeplessness
is deaf.
Silently
He wraps me in His love;
so loved,
I rest.
My favorite poet: Ruth Bell Graham
Read aloud in poem video (Billy Graham.org .on You tube..Stillness…its Beautiful!
slipping sliding
my conscious bleeding out on the bathroom floor
and still I wanted more
soft hands easy lips
no more of me left to give
cotton balls swimming in empty tea cups
we’re yesterdays sunset rising up
soft light loves alive in the club
until day
kissing away
any traces of yesterdays red
no one sells soul shelter here
your words can’t build me one
i’ve come undone
all the flesh I lick has lost its flavor
the new drummers drowning out left over memories of you
shakers full of absolute
and the blue eyed girl singing my song
another feckless wench
a crumpled mess of numbers passed out on the bed
laced up sideways and ready for dead
am I still bleeding?
Buy logic
Click
Reason
Eat
Creative literature
Back up
Swing down
Tune over
Color round
Video
Record
Re-cord
Music
Round and round
Rebel yell
Flow jack
Spark Reverb
Verbalize
Your song
An Aliens sucking on my thumb…
I’ve forgotten what Day it is
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