Create space in my heart
And in my bones.
Move me outside
Give me eyes to see
Life constantly moving
And ears to hear Whispers.
Give me time.
Create Space
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Category Archives: Poems
Time
Time flows through me like sand
Not slowing on its blown course,
I cannot hold it, I am at its mercy, no grace.
Water that I once held in my hand now
Flows through me, I am no longer the
Vessel I once was, when I could hold and mold,
Powerless.
Copyright © 2007 Mark Holmberg. All rights reserved.
Endangered Species
The sirens whaled
Racing to fire.
By the time help arrived the
Building was engulfed in flames.
Was anyone alive?
The was fire an opportunity
For
news.
Reporters circled
And spotted on the roof,
Four elephants parting like no tomorrow.
All related—mother, father, two children.
Tenderly, lovingly, and caring.
Together is everything,
Loosing each other a tragedy.
Copyright © 2006 Mark Holmberg. All rights reserved.
Unwanted, Won’t Go
You visit, invited or not.
I welcome you and feed you
Because I know you won’t go.
Ignoring you won’t work.
You are here
And make your presence known.
I’ve tried to deny that you exist
Hoping you’ll get the message.
Pack up and go
Leave me alone.
If you insist on staying
Should mistreat you?
And make it unpleasant
Who would put up with that?
It’s hard on both of us,
The unpleasantness,
The battle, and the tension.
The tender spots are known.
Calluses are avoided,
Tender flesh more appealing.
But not due to my actions.
You simply felt it time to go.
Not entirely out of sight.
One day, week, month, or year
You visit again, invited or not.
I welcome you and feed you
Because I know you won’t go.
Copyright © 2006 Mark Holmberg. All rights reserved.
Who We Are
Rachel, Alexis, Cindy, Mark
Daughters, Sisters, Mother, Father
Lovers of each other, our inner desires
Connected, joined.
Happy, sad, confused, fearful, depressed
Closed-in, concealed, disconnected, withdrawn
We need each other,
Love, understanding.
Connection, revealed to ourselves
Blemishes, imperfections ,and all
God’s love.
We give less than our best,
Less than perfect gifts.
Pain, guilt, illness,
Or nothing at all.
We fear ourselves, each other, our illness
Our isolation, our past, our future,
Our fears.
We desire each other,
To love and to be loved.
Happiness, peace, wellness,
Peace in God.
Copyright © 2006 Mark Holmberg. All rights reserved.