this place is like wood glue
it sticks to your teeth
stuffs cotton in your mouth
and it adheres to everything
your flesh and your freedom
feeling squished
between the impulse
to riot, quit
or both
stuck
to the flytrap wrapped
around you.
~
RNH
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
(in brackets)
there is love in every perishable
moment, each bracket
holds meaning, each pause
a new chance
to start over and remedy
from misunderstanding, clarity
as perfect as the folding
of our entwined hands.
~
RNH
moment, each bracket
holds meaning, each pause
a new chance
to start over and remedy
from misunderstanding, clarity
as perfect as the folding
of our entwined hands.
~
RNH
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
Monday, August 4, 2014
Writing Exercise
Writing requires both stillness and pressure. It takes both to create a diamond.
~
RNH
~
RNH
in your caricature
zealous
for the unsolvable puzzle
Oz behind the velvet curtains
self creating the edited version
the fast-blinking, rapid-thinking
secret to the performance
in the rolled-up sleeves
and keys swallowed.
~
RNH
for the unsolvable puzzle
Oz behind the velvet curtains
self creating the edited version
the fast-blinking, rapid-thinking
secret to the performance
in the rolled-up sleeves
and keys swallowed.
~
RNH
Friday, August 1, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
means to an end
my body will forget you
my bitterness, too
my grief will crawl into the unmade bed
and not cry for proof
that pain happens for a reason
when change must
predicate truth.
~
RNH
my bitterness, too
my grief will crawl into the unmade bed
and not cry for proof
that pain happens for a reason
when change must
predicate truth.
~
RNH
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
at the bridge
at 5 years
you have spoken
first words, walked
first steps, held whole fingers
within tiny hands
bubbled with your veracity, cried
like you meant it
beamed with a thousand-watt smile
at 10 years
you have learned
your multiplication tables
the difference between having many
and having real
friends
rescued an animal or two
insisted upon
your favorite color
for everything
and at 20
you think you have it
all figured out
flailing around in your mischief
and your grief
both cloud your vision
both twist the key
in your many locks
at 30
you remember
childhood with new detail, old
connections wither and pinwheel
away
you find yourself
burrowing within a more
complicated definition
of love
and if you should reach 90...
may your family surround you
on all sides, may you forgive and be strengthened
by the grace to forgive yourself
keep growing
keep making mistakes
keep being courageous enough
to embrace the world.
~
RNH
you have spoken
first words, walked
first steps, held whole fingers
within tiny hands
bubbled with your veracity, cried
like you meant it
beamed with a thousand-watt smile
at 10 years
you have learned
your multiplication tables
the difference between having many
and having real
friends
rescued an animal or two
insisted upon
your favorite color
for everything
and at 20
you think you have it
all figured out
flailing around in your mischief
and your grief
both cloud your vision
both twist the key
in your many locks
at 30
you remember
childhood with new detail, old
connections wither and pinwheel
away
you find yourself
burrowing within a more
complicated definition
of love
and if you should reach 90...
may your family surround you
on all sides, may you forgive and be strengthened
by the grace to forgive yourself
keep growing
keep making mistakes
keep being courageous enough
to embrace the world.
~
RNH
Monday, July 14, 2014
cage of birds
pen in the rib cage
twists a little
stings and quivers
when you look away
and the words will not
make themselves visible
bashed against the white bars
screaming at your face.
~
RNH
twists a little
stings and quivers
when you look away
and the words will not
make themselves visible
bashed against the white bars
screaming at your face.
~
RNH
howl
when the pieces did not fit
the anger peeled back such regret
that the edges stretched and splitting,
howled their agony
shook the depths
and filled the sky
with ringing aching,
burning lightning where no storm
had since existed and no one
would ever live
there anymore.
~
RNH
the anger peeled back such regret
that the edges stretched and splitting,
howled their agony
shook the depths
and filled the sky
with ringing aching,
burning lightning where no storm
had since existed and no one
would ever live
there anymore.
~
RNH
Friday, July 11, 2014
At War
One kind of war
In trenches, uniform
Knees in mud and rifle aimed
Struggles to find the burrowing softness
In death and chaos, stays
Constantly strained
Another kind
Wreaks havoc within
Yells at your frailties, clenches
Its fist and leaves
You holding your
Welts, your mind
Meanwhile
Searches for a weapon
Of its own.
~
RNH
In trenches, uniform
Knees in mud and rifle aimed
Struggles to find the burrowing softness
In death and chaos, stays
Constantly strained
Another kind
Wreaks havoc within
Yells at your frailties, clenches
Its fist and leaves
You holding your
Welts, your mind
Meanwhile
Searches for a weapon
Of its own.
~
RNH
metamorphosis
photographs of the sky
remind me to stay hopeful
look with eyes lifted
to the bright horizon
every sunset followed
by a light, unbroken
every darkness
revealing
a new day.
~
RNH
remind me to stay hopeful
look with eyes lifted
to the bright horizon
every sunset followed
by a light, unbroken
every darkness
revealing
a new day.
~
RNH
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Protection
In the rusted, climbing
Scaffolding
Twig nests
Embrace
Between the eaves
Protecting the unseen, proving
Even in the midst of collapse
Life will prevail.
~
RNH
Scaffolding
Twig nests
Embrace
Between the eaves
Protecting the unseen, proving
Even in the midst of collapse
Life will prevail.
~
RNH
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