Purpose

I hang my head in shame
to think of so much shallow clinging.
I pray for more, when I have enough,
my hunger never sated.
Create hope in times to come
with a flaming heart
that will jump the gulf between people,
igniting dried out wicks.
We could then light up the sky,
burning all the chaff asunder.
Blacken the earth,
a rage so strong,
a love that knows no bounds.
Only then will spring forth
brave new shoots,
green and pure as springtime


MgM (c)

O tiny risk...

Longing for touch
as I step through the door
He steps forward to hug
I step back
Longing for truth
approaching the crowd
"How are YOU my friend?"
I'm just FINE!
In need  of some love
there's a diner close by
she smiles
so he hides in the menu

She buys a fat cat
buries her hands in that
and wishes on every bright star
He walks his big dog
searching daily the park
home alone he writes notes in his blog

There's a tangible space
an invisible brace
prevents us from reaching out
the excuse is fear
that our heart may just feel
the tiniest 'flik' of rejection
so what!, so bollocks
that tiny hook
that stops all bonds unfolding

Reach out I say
be brave today
ignore that short lived sting
MORE times you'll find
that head will turn
and friendship too will blossom

MgM