Calling Out In The Dark

mountain-2592792_1920.jpg

 

 

Calling out in the dark, Angels, cast out the ugly
I’m weary of this life, I can’t deal with it anymore
Where is the magic to fuel us through this existence
We surely are in need of salvation, I fervently implore
I fall to my knees, with my face up to the Lord
“Wrap me tightly in your perfectly loving Grace”
There is no place better suited for a tainted soul
I know He’s here, my anxiety disappears without a trace

Advertisements

Gripping lightly to the banister

woman-984244.jpg

Gripping lightly to the banister
Our lives slipping away into the ether’s shadow
Gracefully stepping down each marble step
Never succumbing to their expectations of the afterglow
Holding your head up high in dignity
Wear the fancy clothes; wear your favorite scent
Knowing they’ll despise your happiness anyway
Remaining this awesome was never an accident

Hearing The Silent Whispers

woman-918981.jpg

Hearing the silent whispers
Slumbering with no mistake
Perfection under the lids
Lashes for sentimentality’s sake
Graceful movements in the mind
Beauty casting with grand appeal
Softened breathing now
Love knows when it’s real

I’m Not Perfect

david-964760.jpg

I’m not perfect
Your knees won’t tremble from this aging face
I don’t possess Herculean strength
But somewhere inside I can summon a poet’s grace
I’m not Michelangelo’s David
Don’t have the portfolio of Scrooge McDuck
I’m a normal guy with abnormal passions
But of your opinions…. I don’t really care

A Known Quantity

technology-791029.jpg

A Known Quantity
Specific locale for every hair
Structured & sternly operated
Efficiently operating daily affairs
Beauty & grace not the question
But rather what’s the purpose here
Unattached without regret
Can love can flourish when it’s so severe