Year: 2015

  • breathe

    Take a deep breath.
    Let it out.
    In that time,
    A child in this world
    Died from hunger.
    
    Breathe deep.
    Exhale slowly.
    In that time,
    Americans threw out
    Five tons of food.
    
    Like a colossal Grand Canyon,
    The gap between
    Rich and poor
    Takes my breath away.
  • the first stone

    Smooth in my hand
    and warm from the sun,
    the first stone is heavier than I expected.
    And while I look ahead
    I also look behind
    to the piles of stones that are mine.
    Collected, over the years,
    along with the bruises
    all of them made when thrown.
    Each one of them a first,
    a smooth giant killer,
    thrown by those without a trace of sin.
    I want to condemn,
    but drop my first stone
    into the crystal clear mirror of a stream.
  • stuck

    Learning the same things,
    different words,
    same message.
    Singing the same songs,
    different tunes,
    same ideas.
    Sitting in the same chairs,
    different fabric,
    same view.
    
    Einstien said there's insanity in repetition
    while expecting different results.
    There's also indifference in repetition
    when expecting the same results.
    
    Learn new things in new ways.
    Inspect the impassable.
    Expect the impossible.
  • only a woman

    For Twin and Katie
    Only a Woman
    can truly understand
    what's going on inside and
    will stand aside and beside
    while the world crashes then
    resurrects into the stratosphere
    in a matter of moments.
    Only a Woman
    could see the beautiful mess
    behind what could or would be
    and what shouldn't be
    into what must be done
    today or any day
    or not done at all.
    Only a Woman
    would open a darkened door
    to a brokenness with gentleness
    and kindness to make it
    right with the simpleness
    of just keeping all the pieces
    safe for the future.
    Only a Woman
    will walk with delicate patience,
    tirelessly searching with peaceful
    purpose and passion to find
    a perfect union to step into
    by lacing up colorful shoes
    and hiking the heights of joy.
    Only a Woman
  • birds of a different feather

    though you may be different than me
    and sometimes I won't understand
    I hope you feel acceptance
    I hope that you are free
    
    to follow a separate and beautiful way
    yet still be a integral part of my life
    I hope that you feel welcome
    I hope have your say
    
    even if others won't choose to hear
    for fear that change may happen
    I hope that you feel trust
    I hope your path is clear
    
    to take wing and soar so far above
    with birds of a different feather
    I hope you feel lasting peace
    I hope know true love
    
    Pops 2015