her cathedral

24 February 2014

 

 

Awe-inspiring,

such pure beauty and grandeur,

simply breathtaking.

A study in contrasts, dark

and light, form married function.

 

A place of safety,

refuge from the world out there,

solitude’s solace.

A place I can be myself,

accepted for who I am.

 

Quiet, hallowed ground,

reverence, without demands,

worship, well-deserved,

where silence is accepted,

just as easily as words.

 

She is unaware,

my longing, her cathedral,

my heart poorly speaks.

Let me dwell within her, this

sanctuary I adore.

 

 

be aware (the little things)

24 February 2014

 

 

Life’s small adjustments –

not being able to see,

I sit down to pee.

What am I wearing –

clothes inside out or backwards,

wrestling shirts, boxers.

Facial hair grooming,

eating toothpaste just to brush,

cutting my own hair …

All I used to do,

I have to relearn,

or just stop doing.

I’m not complaining,

just raising your awareness,

of the little things.

 

 

now I lay me down

24 February 2014

 

Bad

habit,

midnight snack,

nibbling on words

before I chase sleep.

It might give me weird dreams,

or worse, just make me fatter.

I know I should not do it, but

it’s harder than I thought to resist

the temptation when inspiration hits.

 

 

an ig-ish Fib

24 February 2014

 

 

big

sigh,

sign or

signal of

significance, my

signature, more often than not.