Tag: writing

i’m not the one to sound alarms
when there’s not an emergency,
when nothing ’round me would cause harm
or initiate urgency.

a crash, a boom, a slam, a bang,
the explosion of someone’s voice
can leave me grasping for somebody
to give me another choice.

it’s all at once, it’s always been,
and i know it always will be,
but every time i think of this
i wonder how this world is free

since i’m not made to handle things
of multitude, for i am just
a person with a complex mind
of particles that come from dust.

and who really isn’t just that?
is anybody else around
to witness nature’s caveat,
the deaf’ning, overwhelming sound?

because i know i’m not alone,
but it truly does seem like so
when i go in search of my own
and all i get is told to go.

so what to do in such a state?
a person who is nothing but
as moved and living as the late
can only pull their eyes closed shut.

unless, of course, there was a hand
to hold and have and know and pass
through all the hurt and turmoil that
come with this life, this knowing path

of crashes, booms and slams and bangs,
of letting that heaviness hang,
of knowing even on your own
you’ll never truly alone.

emergency! emergency!
a social peril, a dire need

to be together, joined at once,
to fight the good fight attonce

“to have and to hold,”
but what is left in my arms if not empty platitudes
if i forget to take action with my love.

i’m made of the dignity i was born with,
of the earth beneath me, the sky above me,
the insects and mammals and fish around me,
of the people around me.

i am tied to them forever.

with all of my dreams of leaving myself behind,
as long as there are others i will always be here.

marriage is a promise to another
and the public
that someone’s story will be a part of yours,
has been a part of yours,
for better or for worse.

i am married to my past, my present, my future,
to my former footsteps and the dirt that surrounds them.
i am married to my loved ones, my peers,
and those who will never love me back.
i am part of something greater, something better,
something bigger than me or anyone that i could think of.

marriage, really, is everywhere and in everything that you can think of.
just like love, and just like hope.
i will have this peace. i will hold my loved ones.
now and forever.