Danger

We’re warned

about the dangers

of the world —

the heat of fire,

the power of water,

the shifting weight of the wind —

but the world

has never,

never,

wounded me

like the dangers

in my heart.

Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XXII

I’ve been terrified

by things many

but nothing

has shaken me

like

how much

I love you.

Writing

My mind

tells to my heart:

“There is nothing left

to draft,

for it’s all been written.”

But, my heart laughs,

“Come to me

when you think

a thought

that hasn’t already

been conceived.”

Peace

The hardest won peace was never between nations, among houses, or within families. It has always been the peace that whispers in a human heart, finally, and entirely, at rest with its own nature.

Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XX

It has

to be

a great

burden

to carry

my heart,

but one

wouldn’t

know it

by the way

you

move,

unladen.

Cause

It is

chronically

exhausting

to care

for causes

and to

carry the burdens

of other hearts,

but it isn’t

nearly

as dangerous

as not.

 

Dust & Shadows

You are

the only one

to love me

hard enough

to stir the dust

from my heart,

to shake

the shadows

from its corners.