Author: Tim

Until My Tears

until my tearsand yoursembraceand bloodspeakstruthno wordscan holdmy silent whisperscreamsdo we daretempt mockingsneersof thosewho cryweepingin shadowslostto kindnesstakentossed awaywith nothingbut dreamsshatteredwhile othersdanceand playa tunethat nonecan hearI want to sayI see youthough blindinsidethis buzzingcaveI wantto hold youto draw yourspiritinto my ownto healand mendthe spacebetweenuntil my tearsand yoursembraceand bloodspeakstruthno wordscan holdmy silent...

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What if You Decided to Stop?

What if you decided to stop? Just for a minute. Maybe two. To put down your phone, switch off the news and look at something besides your screen. What if you decided to stop and just pay attention? Not to all the noise and chatter and panic and stupidity swirling all around us – blocking out any sense of peace or hope or sanity. But what if you decided to stop and pay attention to that still, small voice you know is still alive somewhere, buried deep inside your gut. That muted, ancient whisper that chews inside your belly Begging you to listen To wake up To realize you’re here That you exist To remind you that hope and love and joy and peace are realities that don’t depend on what is happening on the outside To touch that place where love and laughter and longing hold each other up To remind you that life is real, right now, this moment, right here, right where you are Whether you’re wallowing in muck, waxing your Mercedes or saying goodbye to someone you’ll never see again. At least not in this life. That voice that reminds you that you’re alive. And while you’re alive there’s still a chance to live. A chance to give your life away. A chance to love someone and remind them how amazing they are And the...

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In the Living Years

In the Living Years “She’s gone! … She’s gone, baby! … She’s gone!” Lisa sobbed uncontrollably lying face down on the floor of our living room.  I quickly closed the front door behind me and threw myself onto the floor beside her. We wept together for what seemed like hours. Just minutes earlier, I had instructed her to call 911 when a family friend who was scheduled to take her mother to the airport stood outside her home calling her phone while knocking loudly and repeatedly ringing the doorbell; all with no response. Lisa, too, had been trying to...

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My Beloved

Oh beloved What word could hold this ocean of love? What thought could carry this star-filled space Of breath and light and spinning darkness Dancing through the ether? Piecing deep And sweet And whole Your embrace And quiet whispers Melt my eyes And sting my nostrils As my heart expands To greet you Oh beloved Come sit with me Let silence open Your song To hold me In your embrace No word No thought Only you My...

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A Dull Vibration Buzzes Overhead

A dull vibration buzzes overhead as some invisible force wraps itself around me, sucking every ounce of energy out of my body. Plopping heavily into the chair poised in front of my computer, I flop my hands lethargically onto the keyboard and stare at the screen. Minutes pass. Nothing. I hammer out a few words and immediately tap the backspace key over and over until the screen flashes blank again. This ritual repeats itself several times before I get bored and decide to check my email. A message from my supervisor reminding me to fill out my productivity report...

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