Posts Tagged ‘Allusion’

Death

Posted: May 29, 2019 in Poems
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I stand in silent anticipation
as an old friend drives up my door.
He has come for yet another visit–
I swear he drops by more often than before.

He has never yet arrived quite unannounced,
but he’d always give a very short notice.
Yet perhaps no heads up is advanced enough
for someone’s visit such as his.

There are always more things to be done,
more preparations to look after;
And every time that he leaves,
there are countless details I wish I did better.

So with every goodbye he utters
every time he steps out of my place,
I would make amends on my planner
so as to receive him next time with more grace.

It’s been eight months since Death first knocked at my door,
since I first rehearsed and prepared for his return.
But no matter how much I plan my worded greetings,
every time he comes around,

I could only offer yielding silence.

(Written March 10, 2019)

Hyperbole

Posted: August 7, 2018 in Poems
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When you promised me the world
And everything beautiful in it
When you counted for me the stars,
Told me you’d fetch and give them to me
One by one
When you said to me, “Look at the moon, how it shines”
And with a smile whispered,
“that’s because it knows I’m here for you”–
You should’ve heard how it seemed so true.

When you told me you’d cross all rivers
You’d ford all streams
Fend off my every nightmare
And help me reach all my far-off dreams
When you insisted to be the salve
For all my brokenness
To be the balm to soothe all my pain
When you sweetly said, “they’d all leave, but not me. Never.”

When you swore to be my Perseus,
sword at hand, ready to cut off and slay
all the ugly monster heads
to ever rear in my darkest nightmares

When you promised to be swifter than Hermes
and come running to my side at one beck and call
when you claim before all that, like Romeo,
you would only either have life with me
or have no life at all,

When you swore to God you’ll
Outwit the sphinxes,
Out-combat all of Odin’s Valkyries,
Defeat Ares and Athena combined in a war,
Outshine the sun god Ra as he makes his
trip around earth,
go through the gates of Hel and overcome
her territory’s terrors,
All for my sake–

When you convinced me there’s no one else
You can imagine to be with
Today, right now, until you breathe your last,
When you promised me you were sure
To be as the very air I breathe–
Always with me, ever in my system–
To be my very shadow, never leaving my side
When you vowed to me, “I love you, always,”
You were exaggerating–
Weren’t you?

Peter’s Cross

Posted: December 4, 2016 in Poems
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I feel like a Peter and I see a John.
I see him reclining at Jesus’ bosom,
and I want to ask, “Lord, what about this man?”
What of him? Is he to suffer as I am?
I feel like a Peter as I see my fate;
I know I’d be much willing to suffer
and through toil and hardship glorify His name.
But as I see my life’s John, I start to wonder:
How much more pain will I have to endure,
how much longer will I, for His name, shed tears?
How many more triumphs will my John treasure
while I face all my deepest pain and fears?
I feel like a Peter as I fall apart
and, as I see the dark path before me,
I can’t help but secretly wish in my heart
that God wrote my fate quite differently.
I see that I have my burden to bear–
for the glory of Christ, for the crown of life.
Yet even as I trudge forward willingly,
my heart follows quite questioningly.

Prince Arthur

Posted: January 18, 2015 in Poems
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Prince Arthur.

Born from magic was his flesh and bone;
death was needed to create his soul.
He was the heir to Camelot’s throne,
and ’twas he that made his father whole.

Prince Arthur.

He grew in palace so lovely, so fair,
yet he was a knight so valiant and strong.
To contend with him, none ever dared.
His brave heart stood out among the throng.

Prince Arthur.

He was the prince bound to his duties,
the ruler who cared for those he ruled.
And though he had his faults and frailties,
for his men pain and death he’d endure.

Prince Arthur.

Behind that stature so firm and proud,
hid a kind, gentle, and loving heart
who’d protect his loved one, as he vowed.
But he, sadly, was the lover I never had.