Writing Again

Writing
What can I compare it to?
I say it’s like
A fire
Intensely burning
Yearning
To flash
To be bright
To give light
Writing
What can I compare it to?
I say it’s like
An ocean
Immeasurable depths
Down, down, down
And across
A crossword puzzle, I guess
Words this way
Words that way
And again
Writing
What can I compare it to?
I say it’s like
The wind
Pent up
Suddenly urgent
Then spent
Blowing free!

 

 

Saint Stunts

People mistake
‘bout the big league saints
Y’ know?

They figure
‘slike Batman
Super powers n’ stuff

‘cept with more prayin’
n’ rosaries
n’ stuff

Levatatin’
Bilocutin’
Readin’ souls
Conversin’ with the Lord
Stigmata n’ stuff

When y’ want

Visions
Healin’ powers
Miracles
Left right n’ cen’r
‘terior locution n’ stuff

When y’ want

Truth is
Well
Truth is

Ain’t like that
Ain’t like that
Just ain’t

The saints’d tell ya
They’d tell ya
It ain’t

It’s
It’s

Well, it’s diff’rent
I’ll tell ya
Diff’rent

It’s like
It’s like

It’s like
You’re not in charge, see
Don’t call no shots
Don’t press no buttons

Don’t get to choose
No timin’ on gifts
Or kind

That’s why they’s called
Gifts

God ain’t no vendin’ machine
Push this
Get that

And saints
Well
Saints got that

They get that
They’d tell ya
‘Salways surprisin’
When all sudd’n ya
Flyin’

 

 

FYI IFY

FYI
For your information

IFY
I forgive you

 

 

And That Was That

There was a time
When I said what I thought
And that was
That

They wouldn’t hurt me
On purpose

Not really and truly
On purpose

Who would hurt someone
Who meant well?

They just
Well
They just didn’t mean it
They just didn’t know better
They just didn’t realize
They just didn’t think it through

And failing that
Maybe

Maybe they were just a Little Messed Up

So let me say
That
It’s much easier to forgive
When the excuse comes first
When the sympathetic mind has defence after defence
And theories galore

So now has come a time
When I say what I think
And that is
That

It’s tougher
By a wide fucking margin
To forgive
When you happen to know
That

Choices were made
Words were calculated
Actions were planned
Stories were told
Facts were hidden
Falsehoods were spread

On purpose

And Messed Up
Isn’t the truth

To forgive
When you happen to know

They meant it
They knew better
They realized
They thought it through

It’s tougher
As I said
With emphasis

But it can be done
It can, in fact, be done
Many times over

Step out of yourself for a moment

See yourself from another angle
See yourself as someone you needn’t protect
See yourself as someone mortal

Who will die
Who, in a way, doesn’t matter
Who can be rejected and neglected, at least for now

Consider Christ
Who asks this of you
Out of love for him, you can say

It doesn’t really matter, in the end
What good or harm was intended for me
While I lived my life on earth

What matters is
What good or harm I intended for others
While I lived my life on earth

With your eyes on Christ,
You can say
I will do your will

You ask for this
You give the grace for this
So I forgive

 

 

Nevertheless

I won’t be seeing you
Anytime soon

Trust me
It’s for your good
And mine

Yours
Because
You might say something you regret

Mine
Because
Caution is a form of self respect