daggers of silence

you use
daggers of silence
quartz edged blades
that form crystal bridges when they cut
with the sugar in my blood
as the cement that holds them in
you do this
not to inflict pain
but to fight off pleasure you may deserve
and what nerve i have left
feels a sting at times
the sharpest winter wind doesn’t compare
to a world without your care
i will endure these cuts
from your daggers
i am a warrior
used to suffering by the blade
in order to win hearts after all.

the distance runner i’ve become

wind walks within me now
i blow silent truth like
yellowed leaves travelling down streets
i feel so alone
yet i still feel the weight
of love and depth
given to me like
so many cups of water
i run this race
feeling tears frame my eyes
i run this race
feeling burning daggers
begging me to stop in my sides
i run this race
dripping with the remnants
of past pain present fear
and future sorrow
i run this race
not to finish
but to win back my dreams.

the first day of a new future…

two days later and it all feels so surreal…

the one thing many thought they’d never live to see has happened. a black
man has become president of the united states, and by association, leader
of the “free” world. i could spout on and on about this joyous moment. but
what i’m saying right here, right now is this…

this is the first day of a new future, and we all owe it to ourselves not
to waste one iota of this hope, this optimism. we can no longer be cowards
of compromise. we must be champions of change, not only in our politics but
our outlook, our worldview, our mindstates. we cannot afford to delay. we
owe that much to the man who is now the standard bearer of the tomorrows
we’ve dreamed about for decades…barack hussein obama.

peace, prosperity and progression…