Balloon

If your thoughts were a balloon, where would they carry you?

I think I’d be stuck in limbo

It’s hard to get carried away in a dream when reality likes to throw darts

The moment the tips of my toes leave the ground my heels get jealous and weigh me back down

But it’s really the air coming out

Forcing me to consider the things I missed and reinforce my hope

To remember to cover my desires in the source of my salvation

I don’t have the lung capacity to breathe and carry my dreams

But the One who exhales stars can send a breeze

Enough to whisk me away to my destiny

Sometimes…

Sometimes there’s an eerie comfort in the lies we tell ourselves
Kinda like a pair of jeans that fit too tight
But still…We wrestle against truth, where peace resides, because conflict is appealing
It’s much safer to fit in
Safer for our light to be blocked in at all sides

Until night becomes the ‘reliable’ friend

Have we forgotten that light is always ‘It’?
Even while darkness makes a feeble attempt to avoid being tagged
Such childish games we play.
The freedom of a breeze is more calming than the chaos created in trying to tame it
Forcing air into a tight spots just creates a storm
It’s better to take the chance of finding life outside our comfort
By being committed to Christ who calmed storms with His words and loves the way we are made

The Sun is Coming…

Sometimes it’s cloudy
And the sun peaks out just long enough
To see another storm brewing.
But that’s ok.
Because right now…
The leaves are open
And the grass is fuller
And the clouds look like fluffy pillows
That lull you to sweet dreams
Right now the kids are playing
With no care in the world
Sincerity is seen in the eyes of neighbors
And a small smile with a gentle nods
Means, “I’m with you.”
Storms come
The winds grow heavy
And sometimes rain drops hit hard
Like a crashing wave
But the Sun is coming
And that’s reason enough to smile

Waves

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A snippet of a longer piece

To my husband…

I want to learn to swim in your thoughts.
To ride the current of your emotions
Even if it’s against the waves,
I want to learn to dive under the swells.
Reaching the faults that shift and cause the ripples
Floating on the crests of good times
Coasting through the troughs
I know sometimes it feels like tsunamis carry us to nowhere
But they can also push us to the edge of…soaring
I want to be your moon
A half one
Never full of myself
Guided by the light of the Son
So I can move you better

It’s A Kiss

It’s a kiss that sets it off.
Removing the lid from an active volcano
Encouraging eruption
It’s a kiss that sparks the flame
Heart racing to spread the heat through the veins
Skin almost electric to the touch
It’s a kiss that sets the tone
Not a steady sprint to the finish
But a sensual playfulness that ascends to new levels
It is a kiss that opens the door to possibility
Encourages chivalry and submission
Education and acquisition
At the end of the day
A kiss shouldn’t be taken
But shared in hopes of forging a new beginning
It’s a kiss that seals the deal
The first one lets you know
The second just a reminder
The third brings concerns
A determination to never to let it go
Like air, you search for that familiar touch
That comfort and quiet confidence
That’s well worth the wait

Silent Exchange

Pretend for a second
That words meant nothing to either of us…

Let my touch say that I’m here
My stare says you’ve got my attention
A peck on the neck says I adore you
A kiss on the lips does not need mention

In the quiet of the night
When the bodies start to mingle
Would you bite your lips and smile
When your toes begin to tingle?

Will you maintain your resolve,
Enduring this silent exchange
First one to scream would be the loser
So we’d have to begin again.

I Want To Inspire (June 2014)

I am sharing this post that I wrote in 2014 to serve as a time stamp. Things are about to happen quickly…

I wish I could inspire

…and I desire to uplift

But this rift grows wider between God and I

He is revealing new things

But the day brings brutal winds

I bend, instead of standing firm in its midst

The word of God is my food

However, there are times when I choose not to eat

My feet chase after my mind

Which is running frantically in circles

My rest is fleeting

Anxiety reaching its highest pace

I search for comfort

I look for truth

But I cannot find it trying to please whomever

My son is healthy

He eats and sleeps well

He wants for nothing while I traverse this hell

I want to tell them it’s all working

Tell them to be strong

Tell them to keep pressing

Despite everything that seems to have gone wrong

No, I am not rich but I give what I have to all

I know what I want to do, but I must do what is called

I am not where I desire to be

But my best is still traveling through heavy traffic

I want to inspire others

But my wayward thinking

Prevents me from seeing

That…I already have

Let Go

I trembled

Looking down at my raw wrists and blood stains

Almost choking on a sharp inhale

I let go

Finally.

The fear weighed down my right hand

While my left was bound with regret

I dragged them both toward my destiny

But they dug into my skin

The small steps didn’t hurt as much

Then came the leaps of faith

I tripped from the entanglement

I cried but to no avail

I wondered why I couldn’t get ahead

Took a knee to talk to Him

As I brought my hands up to my chest

They were busy

While my left was bound with regret

Fear weighed down my right hand

Finally.

I let go

Almost choking on a sharp inhale

Looking down at my raw wrists and blood stains

I trembled

Finally free

Daggers

I checked my hands

To see if they had stopped shaking

Eyes blurry from the rush of adrenaline

As my heart attempted to break through its cage

I dodged them as much as I could

For as long as I had strength.

I managed for a while

Until I turned my back

The moment I thought I would make out without a scratch

I nearly crumbled from the burn between my shoulder blades

I was hit.

But the only bruise came to my ego

Friends turned to enemies in the blink of an eye

Throwing daggers like salt on an icy walkway

I kept my footing

Praying the poison wouldn’t overtake my heart

I ran.

Until I found the comfort of His word

I ran to Him

Crys

#FreedomFriday

Amidst the number of things that I am experiencing right now, I choose to be anchored by God’s word. It’s not always easy, but it’s better than sitting and worrying all day.

Today I am sharing a poem that pretty much sums up a few of my feelings.

Hope Leads the Way…

She winced as the cold air pierced her cheeks like a thousand pins

The wind uncovered her ear and forced air in, in a non seductive way.

As she battled to adjust the scarf she saw them

Cuddled on a bench in the park

Smiling at one another

Their spark was enough to warm even the coldest hearts

She grinned at the sight

Hope took root as a kiss from the sun changed the mood

The thought warmed her core

Before walking away, she took another look back

Hope was the fuel that pushed her forward

Hope lead the way