
Miscalculated

Ocean calls me
Like she’s my home
But I only just met her
And yet I belong
Waves rushing in
To greet the boulders
Waiting on the shore
Welcomes strangers
Same as friends
Sitting on that rock
Contemplating
Reminiscing
Dreaming
Seeking
Solitude and peace
Her icy waters soothe
Burning desires
deep soul wounds
Salty spray meets my tears
Been here a minute
Feels like years
Salt in my lungs
Water in my veins
Sun on my face
Here comes the pain
Quit holding back
Gotta let it out
Cry a sea of tears
Crashing waves of fear
Sand, sun, and sea
What a beautiful place
To make peace
With my grief
©️2023 sillypoeticnurse
You wept over Jerusalem
Because they did not see
The grace that stood before them
The chance to be free
And the house of prayers
Became a den of thieves
You must weep for us now
Because we’re too blind to see
The grace offered to us all
The chance to be free
We prefer our cheap substitutes
We’ve murdered the mystery
We cling to earthly treasures
And have turned our back on Thee
Self sufficient but self has limits
Temporary pleasures of desire
Trying to warm ourselves in dying embers
Lost our touch with the Holy fire
So we bicker and fight and blame
We share so much doubt and pain
It’s more contagious than
The one hundred year plague
Despair corners us in and chokes
Out any last breaths of hope
And though I have not yet seen
the holy eastern land
I look on this land before me
And weep for my fellow man
Lord we need you
Wake us up
Too okay with sleeping
Or numbing pain with drugs
Lost our will to take a stand
Pain ain’t the only thing that’s numb
Our desire for justice for all
Our ability to discern the truth
On lies we sleep, slip and fall
We waste away our youth
Our lamp oil is running low
Wake us up from our slumber
Ready us, ignite our souls
Break this spell we’re under
Starting with seeds of doubt
self condemnation and ambitious gain
settling for counterfeit truth
Just to avoid temporary pain
Forgetting that for want of a horse
A kingdom can be lost not gained
Darkness has reared it’s head
And the headlines says evil wins
But Victory is still on the throne
It’s up to me to join in
Which side am I on?
Which side are you joining in?
Cause even the sidelines aren’t safe
And they are preying on our children
We have to stand up and fight
Or else we get sucked in
To the illusions of the night
And the labyrinths of our sins
All is not lost
But there is a cost
But a little pain
Is worth the gain
Of the precious lives at stake
Cause love alone is the final fight
and we have some ground to take
Leaves of bronze , cider, and merigold
Greens hide deep with strongest hold
But those painted with autumn’s brush
Soon will let loose and take the plunge
Falling down
To the ground
To be trampled on
Or gathered up
Giving a time of frolic and joy
To any spirited girl or boy
Don’t you just love the sound
crunch of leaves on the ground
Trees so kind to give up her coat
Despite Winter’s customary advent
Yet Winter is the one to gloat
And makes her entry in her own time
She has caught us unaware
Coming unexpectedly in the night
And times she made us beg her here
As if we’d offended and kept her in flight
And there are times our icy friend
She lingers just a bit too long
Though you bid her adieu
She refuses to take a clue
And just continues on and on
I think her to be a tad bit vain
Unlike the timely autumn rain
Yet our trees, rooted deep and strong
Are sustained by Earth’s warm core
Til Winter permits a new guest along
Then hues of green shall spring forth
Making assumptions
Placing blame
What do you know
More than her name
Aren’t you just the same?
Why do we tear down
What we can’t understand
What we can’t control
Don’t you see it’s eating at me
But it’s marring your soul
Read the headlines
Took it as truth
Don’t think for yourself
We’ll do it for you
Such a dangerous game
There is no prize
But feeding the monster
Feeding the lies
And it’s insatiable
When will we learn
Yes fire burns
It also purifies
And we’ve got a lot
Of cleaning to do
Help me
Help you
Help us
See through
False truths and manipulation
Think it’s time for a long vacation
Because our minds are breaking down
Gonna make us good soldiers now
March in place
Cogs in the wheel
Feel exactly
How I want you to feel
Come on little puppets dance
Got to feed the monsters
Got to feed the flesh
Don’t you bother thinking
I’ll tell you what’s best
Left , right, left
Cogs in a wheel
Don’t think, don’t feel
Unless I need you to feel
To manipulate your emotions
Create foolish notions
Giving me tighter reign
Of those puppet strings
Don’t do a thing
Unless I say so
Be a good soldier
Be a good robot.
March in place
I will tell your place
In this world
In this game
In my scheme
Costs you everything
Don’t cost me a thing
Made to live
Made to love
Made to give
Made to rise above
Trials and tribulations
Are guaranteed
Choice in how to face them
Is what makes us free
Given a voice
Given a choice
Given a soul to rejoice
In the victories
In the pain
In the dark nights
In the rain
Cause the pain is the rain that waters the seed
The seeds of life that give birth to victory
And the victory is not always a golden crown
It’s the getting up after each falling down
Made to press on
Made to endure
Made to overcome
Made to be sure
Despite my failure
Despite my fear
There’s a reason why I’m here
I was purposely made
Given a soul
Given a name
The Creator of the heavens
The Keeper of the stars
Fully designed me
Created my heart
To be filled with passion
To feel so strong
To be filled with ire
When someone is wronged
To be filled with compassion
When someone’s in need
To be filled hope
To plant and water seeds
To spread to the weary
The good news of love
Made to speak
Made to proclaim
Made to encourage
Made to heal
Made to pray
Made to feel
Deeply for a creation
That isn’t mine
It belongs to my Father
And he is so kind
To let his child
Still learning to grow
To join in the work
Of bringing His Kingdom hope
Soul of mine, so entwined
And dare I say accustomed
To comfort, pleasure, and delight
Though once you were a child of night
And come from hard and humble places
No stranger to struggle or pain
Persistence and faith have brought great gain
And how easy it is to slip, trip and stumble
Once you make it through the desert
But remember the days in the scorching sun
Each drop of water was as gold
You clung to every word and prayer
Proclaiming truth and holding onto hope
Delivered from the desert
It didn’t take long for that milk and honey ,
To go from a blessing to an expectation
Mind yourself, guard your heart
Lest you be eating manna and begging for captivity
Soul of mine do not incline
to forget your rescue
Lest we forget, then we will drift
And become willfully captive yet again
Soul of mine, guard your mind
Seal your heart and return
To the first joy and love
Ransomed and freed from above
Remember well your rescue
Time itself is one more name for death.
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
In days of youth she drug her feet
Minutes were days and days were weeks
She isn’t impatient, but she doesn’t wait
She is steady and doth not deviate
Yet with greater acquaintance she makes haste
In youthful naivete she is often wasted
To some she seems cruel
And to others a friend
She is faithful and unwavering
As she knows no end
She is always moving , never still
Some say she is illusion
She thinks she is quite real
But the geniuses and the fools
Have her quite misunderstood
She is quite rigid though she can bend
She is quite relative to some impactful friends
And though she is blamed for entropy’s reign
She objects with this complaint
She alone does not cause pain
But speed and gravity and the will of men
Cause her to change and confusion to set in
But the last word is not spoken
The Great Watchmaker in time will fix what’s broken
Saturn’s rings are vanishing
No one told her she could sing
Oh, but she can dance
Ice cream and fancy things
Are a girl’s delight
But no one keeps you warm
In the cold icy nights
And the winds did blow
And no one knows
Why she came, where she came, where she came from
There was a time she used to rhyme
But she traded it all for sordid lies and alibis
She bought them every one
She used to have fun, but now she cries and fantasizes
Of those dancing days in May
Twirling girls, and bouncy curls and spicy red lips
Grabbing on tight, she slip, slip , slipped
Fell down the hole, no rabbit though with whimsy and haste
Just a desolate place, dark and cold
Will she grow old, dreaming of belonging
Craving meaning but throwing it away
Like skipping stones on a pond
Because she thought she was beyond grace
Won’t hide her face, but she won’t shine
She tells them she is fine
And keeps marching on
Looking for the sun, sunshine
Saturn is losing her rings
Silly thing, it’s not as if she was born with them
She knows in time, they will disappear
But she will still be here
And will they still care that she is standing there
Without the things they used to define her
Someone please remind her
There is more, her inner core
She is more than jewels or a face
She has an innate grace
that won’t be seen from a glance