One heart beats alone
A hope untried, unknown.
It beats hunger,
It beats thirst.
It grows stronger
Than the curse
Of dying.
One heart beat of home
Its seed is dead still unsown.
It beats longing,
It beats breath.
It is a dawning
Beyond the death
And dying.
One heart beats its dream.
Sets it out upon life's steam.
It beats lonely,
It beats pain.
It cries only
To love again
It's beloved.
One heart beat its echo
To the only rhythm it knows.
It beats answer,
It beats substance.
Its beat follows
A Divine dance
And rapture.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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These poems posted this month so far are all older ones...mostly from my very early 20's...they show a less mature, more innocent individual... often wracked with good old protestant guilt. Feel free to skip any of these if you are looking through. Most of the newer stuff is much more interesting. I thought I'd post them all here just to keep the collection more or less complete. I have more to add that were never typed up...and I may or may not do so in the future.
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