It Well May Be That We May Never Meet Again In This Lifetime

When I am down and out of heart
I head up the hill to my dear friend
When I am hurting & torn a part
She skillfully takes my soul to mend

I am not hers & she's not mine
But I claim her goodness as my guide
She taught me how to grow & shine
To turn & face fear instead of hide

She was kind and true and sweet
She brought me up high when I was low
She could not stand up to her feet
But yet stood taller than most I know

Although she's gone away from here
To a bigger pond in a much bigger wood
I will keep her sweet spirit near
For she has changed my life for good

Rhyme inspired by Cecile Gollub
and by "For Good"

One More Time

I have no special message
I desperately want to display
I simply want to say my friend
I'm sorry it ended this way

I have no deep thought pondering
Tied to a lovely rhyme
I simply want to say my friend
Thank you for the time

I have no "aha" moment
To lay this clearly forth
I simply want to say my friend
For me it was all of great worth

I have no perfect ending
As I lay down to rest
I simply want to say my friend
I wish you all the best

Rhyme Inspired By A Good Song
"Sugar" by Dan Wilson

You're Gonna Grow Into Something That Death Can't Steal

Good Timber by Douglas Malloch

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow.

Where thickest lies the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.

Post inspired by a RS Lesson, the changing
leaves and my own personal "root time"
And "Silver Trees" by Rocky Votolato
And "Sheltering Trees" by Newsong

Dear God

One thirty came and went
my emotions nearly spent
Into the ground I've sent
Regrets I never meant

'Fore the flower comes the seed
Staying here is what I need
See it out 'til I succeed
I will work until I bleed

I stopped counting the days
Heavenward I send my praise
In a desperate effort of displays
I mean more than these cliches

Flowers, cookies, love and notes
Cause a small lump in my throat
Keeping my sinking head afloat
In every step I will devote

It's been a long, hard set
But God's not done with me yet
And I will make a daring bet
These are the days I won't forget

Rhyme inspired by MTC Mornings
And by "Dear God 2.0" by The Roots

I’ve Seen A Lot Of Joy And I’ve Seen A Lot Of Pain

I have not been given the gift
Of saying the words that lift
I never know when to embrace
Or dry the tears from a face
But God has blessed me, you see
With a smiling capacity
I'll make you chuckle
When your knees start to buckle
I'll strengthen your tenacity

Rhyme inspired by Kennedy Wise
And by Say Hey (I Love You)
Michael Franti & Spearhead
(Cuz that song makes me smile)

Dear Satan

This is a long video, but I sort of love it. Powerful poetry. I encourage you to watch it.



link to the lyrics
Inspired by Mosiah 18:9

All That Talk, And Boy You Better Walk It

I hate dating.
It's Irritating.
Aggravating.
And just plain Dumb.

Inspired by dating
And "Put It In A Love Song"
By Alicia Keys and Beyonce

This Is Gonna Sound Like A Bad Joke

So what happens when what you wanted
Is what you have
And what you have
Scares you more than words
But what scares you worse
Is what you need
But what you need
Might not be there anymore

What happens then?

Inspired by unknown
And "Cupid's Chokehold" by
Gym Class Heroes

A Brutally Honest Post That I Should Probably Just Keep To Myself

Are boys like jeans?
Say you find a pair that you really like, but you don't buy them cuz you're not sure they're really going to make you happy.
You go home, and find yourself thinking about them and thinking about how you should've bought them and how you should be wearing them right now.
Every day when you get dressed you wish you could slip them on again.
Maybe you even go back to the store, find them and you try them on, but you realize they cost too much for you right then at that time. So you put them back on the shelf and try and rationalize that you don't really need them.
Later when you are in a more stable position and you can afford to take the risk and buy them and let them make your wardrobe complete and make you the happiest jeans wearer ever, you don't go back to the store to get them, because you figure it's probably been too long and you probably can't find them. Or they are probably sold out and some other lucky girl is wearing them already.
What can you do? Can you really go back? Maybe you've already been back..2 or 3 times and you end up in the same place every time.
Maybe the jeans will look you in the face and tell you to never come back again because they've moved on.
Are boys like jeans?

Probably not.
But that doesn't change the fact that it's been months, and I still haven't bought another pair. Or even tried one on. In fact, I don't even go jeans shopping anymore, because I always just end up comparing them to the ones I should've saved up for and bought while I could.

But Six Rings, And I Rise

Dear Daydream,
I apologize for not visiting
Life has become so structured
No time for wistful thinking
I haven't drawn a single figure
My books are dust collecting
No time for poems conjured

This letter is my only attempt
To make amends with your contempt

Your forever, but temporarily withheld friend,
Kasey

Rhyme inspired by a lack of daydreaming
And by "Daydream Believer" by The Monkees

No Need To Say Goodbye

The rain falls in pre-ordered satisfaction
As you drive slowly away from here
Leave me in my blood red mode of action
To face the day with little fear

The dissonace of sound doesn't bother me
No, freely I accept the notes
Pitter. Patter. Even God weeps, you see
The water soaks through my coat

Looking toward the evading heavens I pray
Remembering that my God is good
"The journey, the love, the people," I say
"Thank you, for the places I've stood."

Transitioning, knowing I cannot return again
A poison drink laced with good intent
Striking blindly into the dark with a steady pen
Unsure sadness wrapped in complete content

For most, the water stings on cold wet skin
But not for me, today, my friend
Though the greyness taunts and prods to win
The raindrops cause my tears to blend

Rhyme inspired by transitions
And by Regina Spektor "The Call"

Feel The Rain On Your Face

Let's talk about the rain
Cuz it's impossible to refrain
From this watery world of happiness
Where we come to forget our pain

With the excitement of a child
Without reservation we run wild
Kicking up the puddled streets
We skipped and sung and smiled

The rain holds today together
Frustration flees in this weather
But here and now the rain will fall
So let the heavens come nether

Rhyme inspired by the theraputic rain
And by Natasha Bedingfield "Unwritten"

Won't You Be My Neighbor?

My mind's blank
On this sunshiney day
I can't think
Enough to really say
How beautiful it is
On this sunshiney day
My head is in the clouds
And I like it that-a way

Rhyme inspired by Carrie Hampton
and the sunshiney day
And by Mr Roger's Neighborhood

A Neighbor's Song

You say, my friend, that you cannot find
A song, somewhere, with your name
It will surely not fit in a tune
Is the simple thing that you claim

Sorry to say, but I disagree
For I've heard your name quite a bit
In so many notes and so many beats
It just happy and perfectly fits

I saw you lift another's sad heart
With a hug and smile truly real
As lyrical beauty, a rhythm was born
In the way you made them feel

With boldness and conviction unmoving
A record of God, you did bear
Oh, such harmony, to my ears, I heard
The ballad of truth that you shared

My cupboard once empty, you filled
And the aching pains of my soul
Were then the taste of sweet melodies
In the music I ate from my bowl

Once struggling, I wept free, in your arms
You dried up my tears with your words
From you to me, flowed a lullaby
And I felt the strength of the chords

Often I've heard the fish is the last
To notice, in the water, it stands
I wonder, my friend, if it's not also so
For the instrument played by God's hands

Now, hear the rhapsody, He will play
Through your faith, this night and day long
It is the name of Heav'n that you praise
For His, is the name of your song

Rhyme inspired by Melissa Wells (A good Neighbor)
And by St Luke 10:29-37

You've Been There, You Understand

Like vines our lives are intertwined
With flowers blooming red
Like rope our lives are tightly coiled
The fibers wound and dread

Like strangers we have walked along
Not knowing that we could
Turn to eachother in our frustration
But alone we boldly stood

How frequent must this silly thing
Occur in our seperate lives
To find a friend we did not know
Would help us to survive

Perhaps, I venture, It's possible
That here and now exists
A person that is close around
And understands your twists

Like friends we talk and remenisce
About our lives before
And as we leave the bakery
My heart has been restored

For now I see that I'm not alone
In this journey that is hard
Thank you God for showing me
How to let down my guard

Rhyme inspired by long talks with Erin Haskell
And the irony of Rascall Flatts "Bless The Broken Road"