November 29, 2014

For M a r g i e




Sometimes you just gotta find an old friend and whistle.

November 28, 2014

S a n t a a t n a S

That's all she did:
Smile in the dark.





The world is beautiful today and everyday.



I do hard things.
I overcome challenges.
I decide my future.
I make wise choices.
I understand the Atonement.
I repent.
I forgive.
I move on.

I empower.
I recognize.

I am driven.
I am honest.
I am true.
I am patient.

I believe in improvement.
I believe in blessings.

I determine my own destiny.

November 26, 2014

For people like us


The grass listened - she trimmed, her fingers gentle daggers
The sun embraced - she absorbed, her eyes dim-lit drapes
The wind whispered - she heard, her ears barren caves

Look
  Instill
    S
      Torn
        E
          N
Trust God.

November 23, 2014

In e s s e n c e

Souls of pressed petals
some still silken with dew

Faltered whispers 
arduously reaching 
illuminated by repetition
tried by shame
harnessed and transparent

Solace

November 22, 2014

M i l e s t o n e s

I wasn't so sure before, but now I am.

My hair put on a millimeter last night.

I'm more loyal than you think I am. 

November 21, 2014

November 20, 2014

In [the] S P A C E

Do you see this?

If you do, then that means you probably care enough about me to go through the trouble of figuring it all out.

You see, things like this are always one-sided.

You get to see all these parts of me, but what do I see of you?

It doesn't matter what I get. 

I just can't stop giving.

I guess you can say I have a lot of coded secrets.

Maybe next time you see me, you'll act as if you haven't even discovered this blog, my coded secrets...


And maybe next time I see you, I'll act as if I don't know that you care enough to figure me out.


But in the end, it's always just the same.


We all just want to be understood, don't we?

November 17, 2014

November 15, 2014

And all there was was s i l e n c e


She wasn't smiling anymore.

Inhibited


Jesus stooped down, and with his finger wrote on the ground, as though he heard them not.

So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.

And again he stooped down, and wrote on the ground.

And they which heard it, being convicted by their own conscience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldest, even unto the last: and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst.

WE GET TO MEET HIM

November 14, 2014

Solo



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verb
  1. speculate or theorize about fundamental or serious issues, especially in a tedious or pompous way.

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November 13, 2014

Emit time

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"When?"
"Pick the right one."

u n - h i n g e d

There's always more past coded brows,
Spurred into a netted complex of "ifs" and "can'ts"

chilled wreaths wound in a nest
so intwined - "no - too entwined".

She was archaic anyway.

Just gasps of blue mused dust.

November 12, 2014

November 10, 2014

Kindness

There is no end to the good we can do, to the influence we can have with others. Let us not dwell on the critical or the negative. Let us pray for strength; let us pray for capacity and desire to assist others. Let us radiate the light of the gospel at all times and all places, that the Spirit ofthe Redeemer may radiate from us.
In the words of the Lord to Joshua, brethren, “be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God [will be] with thee whithersoever thou goest” (Josh. 1:9).

- President Gordon B. Hinckley

November 7, 2014

November 5, 2014

e x h a l e e l a h x e

Eyes tired and weary with a film of porcelain veil,
breaths - slow, deep, lone, and fading

The only sigh that kept her high -
thoughts of a growth: wood root - would wind

Eyes deep and darkened by agonizing ties
kept only by the grave demise

Someone withered and blown
with hair perfect just for a throne

Sincerity, truth, and sanity the same
endured through the blackest of black domains

Never to look and never to reign
lifted only for once for leaven so plain

Lift me up, oh Son of God.
Bear this pain I've known for love.