voodoo chile ventures

rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.

Monday, December 22, 2008

salt water hands
wrinkled by
no man's land
foolish variables
an inner halt
life is not
what i thought
this is not
what i thought
funny
how it seems
funny
hearts chasing dreams

oh praise
if there is a God
praise
bless the
sacred
souls
the ones
i keep
close
my heart
would find
no place safe
to rest
to trust
in the world
into this new year
i know
home
i know
where it is
safe to go
safe to grow
thank you
life
for giving me
these ladies
i will never be
grateful enough

the master plan
has yet to be
in motion
i just know
there is reason
for us
by side

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