Archives for December 2018

untitled poem || 12.20.18

well lit in darkness

each breath a testament

to the struggle it is

to stay alive in a breathless world

where shadow shifts to brightness

and wrong morphs to “only choice”

 

for all we know

heartache is the worst simulation

in a long line of pain-filled dreams

 

bitterness springs to lips

enticing them to bite

to break the cord that spans between

 

it snaps

broken

scored

and regret is all that’s left behind

 

-dedh

untitled poem || 12.18.18

Did I love?

 

Did birds

ever soft

ever gentle

ever true

ever speak to me the way

you claimed they spoke to you?

 

Did the woods I know and love

one day become your home too?

 

contrite and resigned-

I’ll bury our hatchet

the one you tossed over your shoulder

without waiting to see it hit its mark

 

I’ll bury it in my heart.

 

-dedh

haiku on a winter day

trees sway in austere

winds, each sigh forming sorrow

until the eons fade.

 

 

 

 

I have been here once

just once before in this quiet,

and yet, I am home.

 

 

 

 

come here, my dear one,

leave some room near your heart, for

I will not leave you.

 

 

 

 

oceans have been swept

into the darkness of earth,

raging at the middle.

 

 

 

 

sun torn fallen leaves

drape themselves over lonesome

echoes of time lost

 

 

 

in these everlost

memorizations of our

lives, we let it go.

 

12.3.18

“Somehow it has all
added up to song —
earth, air, rain and light,
the labor and the heat,
the mortality of the young.
I will go free of other
singing, I will go
into the silence
of my songs, to hear
this song clearly.”

– A Song Sparrow Singing in the Fall, by Wendell Berry

 

 

We have a melody

each one of us

that we raise in harmony

 

we raise our voices to the sky

seeking to relinquish everything

to the One who created us