Quid Pro Quo

Are you my new vocation?
Hardly, but in you I see an evocation
A proper preoccupation
A reason to be
A life of doing something simply to please …you
When all things crumble down
And the world’s countenance has fallen to the ground
We will still be; for the duration
Are you my new obsession?
Hardly, but when the novelty reaches its expiration
We will still continue to be
Loving and living; blurring the definition of two
Defying addition and multiplication
Are you my new “art nouveau”?
My project,
My quid pro quo
My creative heart’s alliteration?
Possibly,
But more importantly you are for me a place to keep my love safe and free from harm
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Jesus Wept for His Friend (John 11:33-35)

Jesus wept openly for Lazarus,

When he heard his dear friend had died

It is hard for some people to fathom

That God’s firstborn Son could have cried

But we are made in God’s image

A fact that the Bible deems true

So good people work to embody God’s visage

May it reflect in the good that we do

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Despite You and In Spite of Me

I sat outside of your narrow mind and waited for the storm windows to open
the hurricane you think men to be never came for you
and all of your posturing wasn’t worth the loneliness it cost
you
At times I find it impossible not to stand awestruck as you tap dance around unfounded fears
and when one gets the best of you,
I fear for you as the escalation begins and you like an animal
cornered
Lash out and destroy within yourself and others the very thing
that makes a loser win
and so I sit
I will wait through the storm of stated facts masquerading out of context
Screaming inside for you to abandon the storm cellars wasted years
Abandon your house of cards and come home
I will wait because once the skies clear
and the Sun makes its new debut
You will see my love washed clean from the rain of reality
Still here for you and no worse for wear
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Night Shade Harmony

Hind sight is 20/20.

Why should I spend a great deal of time reHASHING the
HAPPEN stance
and HARSHness we called a lover’s dalliance
Fights over HONESTY
HONESTLY?
Resentment ruled the roost and hence
Forgiveness was offered without any AMNESTY
Mistrust,
Strained finance
Refusals to adjust,
Malignant
We needed real professional assistance
But help never came and we didn’t seek it in a measure
That honored the depth of our feelings
And the arguments continued with persistence
We refused to talk
When the other DEMANDED?
We balked
If I were the one REPRIMANDED?
I walked
When I tried to leave you pleaded
Gripped my pant leg wet with tears; the door blocked
I didn’t UNDERSTAND IT
It was awful
I thought I lost respect for you based on your behavior
In REALITY? Never
Never in a million years
I think back on how much you meant to me and I savor
The MEMORY
The secret sounds of twilight conversations at dawn
The nightshade HARMONY
The way we fit so perfectly together in love and lust
The ECSTASY
No one moved me and soothed me like you, TRUST ME
And I am not sure anyone ever will
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