Monday, November 25, 2013

False Gifts

she seeks
to give gifts
but unwanted
is no gift at all
just a prisoned cage made
with bars of obligation
resentment and fear
so she ceases
unbound and
lonely

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Beauty Hollow

She stands, a hollow tree
grown through foul and fair
ring and ring laid on by time
through sorrows, joy and care

Upright through wind and storm
as floods have raged around
she withstands the fury still 
her roots stretch, deeply bound

Surviving water and fire
her secret heart abides
the smallest foes' assault:
the rot her beauty hides

A wonder to all who see
majestic, strong and tall
despite her inner wounded core
she, aching, gives her all

'Til, on a softer day
the sparrows sing, reposed
upon her spring-fed branches
her deepest truth exposed

None hear the chilling crack
the sparrows, frightened, fly
alone with birds and butterflies
her trunk splits ground to sky

So ends all strength and beauty
they are never heard from more
when deep within they are graced
by empty, hollow core