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The Snake
The floorboards whispered a squeak
as she slithered into the room
night dripping
from her brow,
moonbeams dancing on the glitter
of her eyes.
She slid slowly past our bed,
unsure where
to step,
momentarily forgetting how
things were arranged, stumbling
ever so slightly against the dresser,
brushing
her painted thigh.
She did not notice that I was awake,
laying silent, controlling my breath
so she would
not hear the pounding
of my heart, the rhythm of my anguish,
the searing from within.
She undressed with rehearsed
precision,
not allowing her dress to fall to the
floor to wake me.
Quietly slithering, unaware that I had
seen
this scene over and over again.
Soon she was asleep.
The morning sun rose just then.
She stirred but did not
wake
I stood looking at her,
that unfaithful soul,
before gathering my belongings,
and my heart.
I
slithered past her as she slept...
this time free of the snake.
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OF MY GOD
I can write of rainbows
that cross the clear blue sky,
I can write of snow capped mountains
and winged creatures soaring so high.
I can write of summer days,
of moon kissed nights and morning dew,
but I cannot find a single word Jehovah,
to match the glory of you.
Don't
don't beg me..push me.
don't cry for me..cry with me.
don't
humor me..smile with me.
don't love me..make me love you!
I Loved Someone
I wrote
a song
but could not play it,
I heard a Psalm
but could not say it,
I planted kindness
but could not grow
it.
I loved someone
but could not show it.
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