Posted on Friday, October 16, 2009

Beggar
Oh God, not another beggar
streets are full of them in America
I avoid meeting them eye to eye
head down as I empty my pockets of dimes
Always wishing me a lovely day
I burn with guilt as I walk away


I have spent over fifty dollars on food today
Oh God, not another beggar
This time we stand and chat together
He tells me the rain is unusual for September
I tell him I’m happy either way
As this is my first time to see this place
“lucky you”
he smiles at me

I put some change into his cup


Quietly knowing this will never be enough


it’s only then that I am able to see
a cardboard sign that reads:
‘homeless. shameless. living with HIV’
penny for your thoughts in NYC

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The Hum

Posted on Monday, October 05, 2009

I am sick of this town
the one with two main streets
a lighthouse that exposed
nothing but my itching feet

I can not handle this city
and its constant hum
streets that teem with people
as hollow as a drum

I can not stand the sight of this house
windows painted shut
I try to get some air
but the windowsills are stuck

I am irritated in this room
the mirrors are too much
I know the air outside is sweet
but my windows don’t open up

I am restless as I try to sleep
too many blankets on my bed
candles burn through the night
as thoughts sink like anchors in my head

I get woken up in the dead of night
by a flutter inside my chest
reminding me that I have a heart
one that beats and one that’s blessed

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SHIFT

Posted on Monday, October 05, 2009

Something has shifted
Focus like the finest flour sifted
A point of difference is given

Something has shifted
Blink and you might miss it
Laden with hope like a one way ticket

Something has shifted
Expectations now lifted
Thoughts no longer caught in a box or clench-fisted

Something has shifted
Innards once twisted
Untangle like ruby red ribbons

Something has shifted
Simplicity has insisted
That I take a step back and be in it

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