Monday, September 30, 2013

The Unwanted

The unwanted lie fallen
where they are,
looted of life
and rejected by Death.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Put me on a Pedestal and Push me Off

Put me on a pedestal
and push me off.

Watch as i fall
through the heights,
crashing and splintering,
broken shards of my spirit scattering
to where they'll never be one again.

A sadistic smirk slants across your face
as you bask in the glory of
wrested power.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

An Open Hand

When what is mine
is clenched in my palm
it slips like sand
between digits.

If i keep
an open hand
the bounty of blessings
that come my
way will fill me up,
tumbling onto other open hands.

My hand will never be empty.