Thursday, October 15, 2009

Strange in Spring

These autumn leaves, strange in spring,
Scorched brown, from the sun’s sting,
Flit under your eyes, across your cheeks.
Invisible against your skin, they hide
In plain sight, scattered on either side.

The winter wind, strange in spring,
Lifts a feather, slides over a wing
Behind you, resting on a shoulder.
Why can no one see it, where does it go?
In plain sight, it hides where no one knows.

This summer sun, strange in spring,
Its light glides; it’s just the thing,
To catch your hair, to make it shine,
What happens to those fleeting gold threads?
They remain, invisible, framing your head.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Anger

I thought you would distract me from God,
Yet you’ve made me love him more.
Your beauty makes me appreciate his creation,
Your selflessness; His grace.

I never want to make you angry,
But be angry at me,
If I ever start to worship you.

Hold On

You like my smile.
You said so,
I heard you.
I like that.

Well your smile,
The small twitch of your lips,
Is so contagious,
That it catches your nose.

Well now I can admire.
Glances were enough to get me by,
But now I drink you in.
I’m addicted.

I’m not sure if that’s good.
The less shy I am,
The more of you
I can’t do without.

I need to verbalise this
To know how you feel;
To know what to take,
And what to give back.
For I don’t want to hurt you.
The last thing I’d give,
Is what would take you down.

I need a boundary,
Which with time I might cross,
To keep me from you.
For if I give you my heart,
And you to me,
Then there is no going back.

Let us wait and see.
Let’s hold back our hearts.
Treasure these simple things,
And they might last a lifetime.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

A Normal Dream

I don’t really know you,
Or that’s what it seems,
But there’s a connection,
You know what I mean.
That it was mutual,
I was amazed and pleased.
My fear of being alone,
Heightened emotions, all eased.

But then I had a dream…

It’s a normal fear,
a normal dream;
There’s no one here,
everyone’s gone;
The end of the world,
everyone’s alone.
All our lives are laid out bare
To be judged and weighed.
Now only God can see
If we’ve lived for
Judgement day integrity.

I like you, I care for you,
I love you, I want to spend time with you,
But that doesn’t matter;
My love fades unimportantly,
But not for your life,
I only care about your purity,
That you’ll respond in joy
When, on Christ, you look,
Because your name
Is written in his book.

Let Me Serve

Lord let me serve you first.
All the things that I hold high,
Tear them down, rip them
From my grip.
Remove my heart,
Make it clean,
Leave nothing but your heart,
Nothing but compassion,
Nothing but your love,
Nothing but the grief we bring you.

Be With Her

Please Lord be with her,
Keep her standing strong;
Not disillusioned
By all that I’ll do wrong.
Please Lord be with me,
Help me serve you faithfully
And care for her
To live with you eternally.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Speak of Confusion

I knew I’d always loved you;
I wanted to make you like me.
I didn’t know what to do,
For I’d never known someone
So confusing before you.

But love just goes around,

Easily finding family and friends.
But when I knew I liked you,
It started to depend
On reactions and relationships,
And means to an end.

I usually understand

What’s going on around me.
Or happening in the heads
Of those who are around me.
Those that talk to me at least,
Their motives I can see.

But that didn’t seem
To be a problem;
You talked to me enough.

But every word you spoke
Made my head lose its grip.
The simplest of your actions
Made my concentration slip.

So I couldn’t start to tell
If you even liked me
Let alone might show me love.

But now that’s all different;
I think that it’s sorted out.
But now I have less idea
Of what’s happening,
For the simplest of reasons.

Every word you speak,
Makes my heart increase tempo,
And my stomach feel weak.
In the simplest of your actions,
I see a thousand words,
But of all the words they speak
Not one of them makes sense.

When you are close to me
My head is full of air,
My wits escape my mind;
But when you’re away
My mind is full of worry
That this dream might end.