Song Lyrics from the Villagers

This beautiful song is sad and sweet. The words alone don’t do it justice, but were worthy of including on everydaypoet. Nothing Arrived by Villagers Savannah scatters and the seabird sings So why should we fear what travel brings? What were we hoping to get out of this? Some kind of momentary bliss? I waited…

Shaken

A glitch in the matrix A disturbance in the force The interruption you feel When you find out news About someone you care about While some say Every time a bell rings An angel’s doing things the interruption I keep hearing is distant human suffering

Weep

My face contorts, twisting muscle, pulling skin – tears again A familiar posture – SURVIVAL, then pain, then muscle memory. Maybe bending my brows and pursing my cheeks will alter reality Or perhaps offer salve. They travel- tear to eyes- face to heart and back again. Temporary agony. I know. Brief, I’m certain. But deep….

One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

This is one of my all time favorite poems about our inability to prepare for and handle loss, despite previous disappointments, practice and even cynicism. There is a newness to fresh loss and a depth that sorrow can strike, even when we use our best efforts to thwart unexpected pain.   One Art The art…

At War

A chink in the armor. A leak in the helm. A part of me left open for you to crash into. Why this feeble footing so often falls below me I do not know My aim seems straight but falters in the bow. And I feel covered in duct tape. Taping anger Taping passion Taping…

The Novelty of Artists

  I’ve been introduced to cell windows and locked doors; met too many cold cement floors; said goodbye to mind-eradicating doses of nameless potions leaving my system and a trail of saliva on the ground. Things you’ll never have to remember. Things I don’t know how to forget. The clarity they said I lacked then…

Will to live

I raise my white flag to mortality Assenting to her persistent demands I surrender to existence  A forced submission weighing down My duel is complete I lose to fate And walk in valleys These are hidden scrolls Rolled up for working days A morn of sunshine dawns I smile to walk and play It is…

This month births tragedies.

    No one told me to wear armor today. I really didn’t know. I wasn’t totally awake when the blows started. And, to be honest, it’s been like this two weeks. Waking up to unexpected battles. I wasn’t able to dodge the news about Dan’s death.   And there was more. Nothing softened the…

In memory

I often think about Claire I say to myself, my little e “Claire” I think these terrible thoughts in Russian accents And hide my sorrow in the shroud of night   I often wonder about death and all her demises What she might use to seduce, confuse, cause suicide I think about my past, my…

today i am unhappy

Music that rocks and rolls and sings and lulls too many equations that we soundlessly compute instead of surrendering to some guitar strings, like love sages plucking softly towards romance and a voice in the background belies are sensibilities much better than promises of our parents or the thousand voices in our heads that never…