poetry

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Men like him are intoxicating
Their siren like call will lead you 
Out into the sea 
Further than you ever dared swim before 
Until you are over your head — 
It’s something about their eyes 
Their- almost always- blue eyes
(They really are almost always blue. Right? Right.)
But those eyes
Those almost always blue eyes 
They lead you so deep into the sea 
That no lifeguard could see you if your life depended on it 
(And of course, it will)
And maybe once in a lifetime will a boat 
Or any sign of rescue pass by 
But you never noticed 
(Well of course, you do eventually notice) 
Just how far you are from shore 
Or how rarely you ever look through your own eyes anymore 
But his eyes- 
Those eyes! 
Those almost always blue eyes 
That turn up along with the smile on his lips 
As his cherry drenched mouth 
Spills out every promise of forever 
Like sweet, fresh honey
(And forever is all you have ever wanted, after all) 
When suddenly 
Above your head 
Is a large clap of thunder 
With a sky painted as dark as you have ever seen 
Reality washes over you. 
He may call to you like a siren 
But he will never save you 
Men like him 
These intoxicating 
Almost-always-blue-eyed-men 
Don’t know how to hold you 
Wouldn’t know stability if it pulled them down and drug them 60 meters underwater 
It can’t be him. 
He will never be your lifeboat 
(He was never meant to be) 
But he will make you learn how to swim
And fight the fiercest current 
You will never be afraid of another wave 
In the end it will be you who saves the day. 
Men like him are intoxicating-
But one day, you’ll be sober. 
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Golden flecks of the suns beams 
Wash in through the car window
Onto my porcelain skin
Illuminating the reality
I am quick to forget
That this porcelain skin
These white washed hands
Will never carry the weight of the burdens
My black siblings have carried
From long before they ever breathed their first breath
But you already knew that
Didn’t you?
I’m told the lack of melanin in my skin gives me an edge
Makes me better
Deems me first class
But you already knew that
Didn’t you?
After all you didn’t search my bag
When the security alarm went off
As I exited the store
When I’m pulled over
You simply tell me, “drive slower, sweetheart”
And leave with a wink and a nod
When I’m walking home from the convenience store
Hoodie up, tea in my hand
You pull up beside me
And say “you know, a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out this late”
When I go for a run
In an upper class neighborhood
You never once questioned
Whether or not I belonged
And if I were left for dead
Murdered while asleep in my bed
My killers would already be behind bars
Prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law
But you already knew that
Didn’t you?
In one nation under God
Indivisible
With liberty and justice for all
No one has ever once
Looked at my skin color
And told me
It was wrong
No one is really free
If freedom is only
For people who look like me
But you already knew that
Didn’t you?
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So say it
Say what it is you are thinking
Say every word written on your heart
And say it all again
Say it as much as you need to
I’ll listen every time 
I just want to hear from you
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Standing in the threshold of today and tomorrow 
Staring down every uncertainty of forever
With every step you take galaxies are born
You do not shrink back your might
You do not minimize the magnitude of your presence to suit the masses
And my gosh, how you shine
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I have never thought much of myself 
They have always told me that I didn’t fit in
That I wasn’t good enough
They have always told me that I was small
But they never told me that You use small
They never told me that if I have faith 
Even as small as a mustard seed 
I can command that mountain 
To move from here to there
They never told me that the mountains answer to You
The rocks, the trees, the skies too 
They never told me about You
But I know You are the peace I have been looking for
I know You’re the hope I am desperate for 
And I don’t know what to say 
I don’t know where to begin 
But I’ll invite You in
I’m sorry it’s messy in here 
I’m sorry I haven’t gotten to clean things up 
I don’t know how to anymore 
It’s why I need You
I know I’m a little shipwrecked
The waves have always been stronger than me 
And it reached a point where I let them consume me
I’m sorry there are cracks in the walls
They’re from the last earthquake 
I haven’t had the strength to fill them in
I’m sorry it’s dark in here 
I keep the windows closed
I couldn’t stand to look out anymore 
The birds don’t seem to fly as high 
Under poverty stricken skies
I couldn’t stand to hear their cries 
I know I turned a blind eye 
I know I have left them to die 
I’m sorry 
I didn’t know what to do anymore 
But I know You are the Savior we have been looking for 
And if You are Lord over the mountains 
The rocks, the trees , and the skies too 
I know I am not a case too big for You
You take my hands
You look me in the eyes 
And say You will give me a brand new life 
That the old me can die 
So I’ll give You all I have for all You are
And I know that’s not very much 
But You tell me that’s all You ask for 
That You’ll take me as I am 
So I will bow down to You 
My anxiety, my depression, my heartache 
The memories that cripple me
My addiction, my disease, my loneliness, my insecurities 
Will bow down to You
They cannot stay in Your presence 
God of the Heavens 
You are my redeemer, my rock, my portion forever, my hope
And the peace that sustains me
Though I am small and broken
You have made me whole again 
Jesus my King 
My Prince of Peace
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the clouds ring dark
whispers of memories dreaming of being forgotten 
fall from the sky 
crashing they find their home in the dirt
in the mud and mire 
a place not quite forgotten 
but not exactly where anyone 
would honestly want to look 
who would want to get their hands dirty
looking for something that’s not even pretty 
after all 
these suffocated memories 
these pushed back tears 
have been stuffed away for so long
they had to come out somewhere 
they had to find an escape route 
so they jumped from the sky 
and you can’t really ignore them 
as they’re falling 
they kind of demand your attention that way
and maybe that’s why they choose the sky
because for a few minutes 
at least they will be seen 
at least they will be acknowledged 
at least for a moment 
they will be remembered 
so still they jump 
and i don’t know 
if they knew 
their impending ending 
would bleed ugly 
but they jumped still
hoping you would find them still
they only ever wanted to be acknowledged 
only ever wanted to be felt