The Secret of the Cracks

In the light of yesterday’s Nightmare No waking hour And again today No bell To end the night And bring the light To close The pain The night did bring To end this bad dream Tomorrow will come I pray it so But yet it brings Another day on sadness row Against the curse of … Continue reading “The Secret of the Cracks”

In the light of yesterday’s
Nightmare
No waking hour
And again today
No bell
To end the night
And bring the light
To close
The pain
The night did bring
To end this bad dream
Tomorrow will come
I pray it so
But yet it brings
Another day on sadness row
Against the curse of time
No matter the defenses
The consequences
Death is the unavoidable nemesis.

I sat today in a church
Not my church
Staring at the life-size cross
Of wood
With cracks in seams
It seems the cracks are the same
As in my dreams
Sacrifice the blood
Give up the body
Lose life
The heart breaks
Split like the wood
​Yet life goes on
It has no choice
Just as the cross does not fall
It has no choice
It hangs by ropes
Tethered to the ceiling
Away from the floor
But reaching neither
So it hangs instead
As if trapped between heaven and hell
It never fell
Its cracks showing the assault of time
Like the body as it gives in
Too many days too many nights
Too long the fight
Too small the hope
Life cracks and splits like wood
The cracks
Healing not
Left in the heart
Hang on
No place to go
But the journey continues
Left hopeless to begin or end
Only to hold on and await
The waves of time
Until the final lonely moment
Takes me under
Then maybe I too will know
The secret of the cracks.

A lonely Question

Darkness comes too soon
For the lonely.
Midnight last longer
The pain cuts deeper
Nights never end
Day never begins.
The sadness starts
The aching deep within
Then morning comes
The sun is bright
And you try again.
For what else is there?

Alone

There were colorful lights and people singing

Santa’s in windows

And popcorn stringing

I spent Christmas alone.

News years came and bells were ringing

Promises made and children singing

Skyrockets flashing across the sky

Helping to hide the tears in my eye

I spent New Year’s alone.

My birthday rolled in

As it does every year

Some seem to notice

But most didn’t care

I spent my birthday alone.

We come in and go out of this world on our own

I’ve had plenty of practice at being alone

But still at night as the north wind moans

It scares me to think

With my eyes final wink

I’ll still be alone.