Showing posts with label mark mathis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mark mathis. Show all posts

Thursday, November 29, 2007

little paper people chains

bitterness was broken today.
&forgiveness flowed freely from my mouth &hands.
&it was all most as though I had met you for the first time, for good.
it wasn`t cordiality, even.
we were fractured humans.
at our finest, bleeding all over the place.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Listening, to hear You breathe.

"Well, there are times I wish I was a Persian cat, &I lay curled up inside Your lap."

Sunday, June 10, 2007

the kindest hands that have ever touched my bones

Well, I have risen from ashes and been called clean
I`ve been sprinkled with the water that purified me
And I kissed my baby, slept in the morning; till time came to take her from me
And if I was honest with myself I just can`t forgive these witches and vampires and women that hurt me
Raising the question, it must be a decision; nail my bitter to the wall
'Cause it`s a new day and I want to be livin` a new day with You
'Cause it`s a new day, that I have been given; a new day with You.
Stronger men than me, they have retired, punched clean out of this life
And in way, I don`t blame them, they`ve seen more than I have
When their angels close their eyes
And it`s true what they say, she can only meet them, somewhere just past halfway.
And it`s there I`ll be waiting, by that old woodshed, You nailed my bitter to the wall
'Cause it`s a new day, and I want to be livin`; a new day with You
It`s a new name that I have been given, a new name by You
'Cause it`s a new day, and I want to be livin`; a new day with You
'Cause it`s a new day, that I have been given; a new day with You

Monday, April 23, 2007

I was a brute beast before You.

rest from the North wind.
rest from the South wind.
rest from the East and from the West.

"Yet I am always with You; You hold me by my right hand."

Monday, April 9, 2007

a million miles close

When I saw you for the first time today, it was good.
My heart did not leap inside of my chest.
The way I thought that it was supposed to.
There were no butterflies.
And yet,
&yet,
And yet,
Even though I stood skillfully,
On my own two feet;
[My two legs
Were no match for your eight.]
I tripped over my words.

Funny

Friday, July 14, 2006

it`s so nice to be alive in such a wonderful year

turn your face to the wind.
cross your eyes and dry your tears.
You brought hope and a home.
to those of us who had none.
none had.
i`m so glad You came.
it`s been raining all day.
but i am satisfied with You.
&with You here now.