by Daughter They call it the witch’s wound The words that get stuck in my throat The burning tight breath As I cry out for my loss What part is pretend What is the truth The unsaid words, or the lies That you present as fact The past that carries me here Or the future …
by Father We reach for clues Beyond our grasp We hold things tight That never last And close to gone We’re still right there Though cold and drawn Locked in times despair Children at heart Amid the lies With one last smile We close our eyes And sing we will And dance we do With …
by Father You are an innocent creature Carved with an angels face In the body of a saintly figure Treading softly in an unsaintly place You are restless in your calm Not seeing the magic of your mind Not knowing what is beyond you Or things that you might find Mysteries appear before you And …
by Father Winter was here It was mine all alone And the wet winter wind Was blowing me home I dreamed of the boy Who died long ago But keeps leaving deep tracks In the wet winter snow Winter had been long And the snow had grown deep The wind had blown strong The cold …
by Daughter Faith is gravity that holds all the pieces together that holds the beliefs of who I am into my body. It is not inescapable but the pull is significant enough to create my earthly form. And when my vessel, my beliefs come apart through grief tragedy and heavier mass – I see the …
by Father The sun poured down like honey On that sunny Sunday afternoon The wind blew through softly The sound so silent Whispering Come follow me Your smile as warm As the sand beneath me I dreamed of nothing more Than to look into your eyes And see my reflection Shinning inside Eyes so hopeful, …
by Father The stars they sparkled brightly As Venus sat so quietly On her heavenly throne The clouds like bubbles bursting Left terra ever thirsting The moon a golden sliver Sent a sudden shiver As I lumbered ever lonely Across the sad and sandy shore One more night I wondered As the lightening loudly thundered …