The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."

About Me

Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.

1.17.2005

Throw Me

It doesn't really rhyme, not much rhythm...but my heart cries it-maybe it makes sense to somebody...


throw me from this circle
this sphere of games and tears
the players do not know the rules
and the winner's prize is fear

keep me from this power
that consumes what I have to give
break my fall from this lonely tower
teach me to forgive

cast me gently into morning
for the night has been unkind
wrap your arms around me
and hold me through the night.

greet the sun with fog and tears
run along the cobbled path
feel the breeze upon our skin
laugh while we last

let the warmth touch our souls
forget the work we had
run upon some undiscovered beach
swim out in the shoals

don't forget to love, my darling
dance with orchids in your hair
smell the rain upon the breeze
but never forget to love

walk along the sky's farthest reach
dip your finger in the sea
let your laughter shake the heart of mountains
watch our tears slowly freeze

only don't forget to love, my darling
when that cello graces our ears
our feet will move to its song
only don't forget to love

our feet are scarred from dances on broken glass
we are bruised from violent hands
words have shattered these fragile hearts
eyes searching for just one who understands

throw us from this circle that refuses what we know
replace these broken hearts with ones that dare to love
give courage to speak and a gentleness to whisper
hold us for a little while and quench our fear with peace

see the sun rising above the waves
rest under a quiet palm
watch the sun sink in its quiet way
only don't forget to love.

2 comments:

me said...

Wow, that was beautiful. It didn't have to rhyme to be wonderful... I liked it.

Anonymous said...

eh, it was ok :) nah, seriously...nice work ol' friend! maybe i could find some rhythm for it...i could see what i could do if you want me to! hey...don't forget to love. and you used the word "shoals"!! :) that word needs to have a larger role in the english language, just because it is so darn cool!