Grateful Remnants

Thank you.

For evoking the tumultuous poetry

That once laid dormant in hidden corners

Behind the locked doors of my heart
For unlocking those doors

For being just distant enough for me

To safely fall in love with you

And then recklessly, ungracefully out of love

Then back again at the slightest hue

Of the colors I saw when I met you

For being the mirrorrrorim to my past self

Showing me the outside view

Into the windows of a cowering heart's home

For giddy laughter, shy smiles, fiery anger,

For held back tears behind stone faces,

And unabashed emotion--

That cannot be accurately named

For making me happy enough,

Angry enough,

Sad enough,

In love enough

To utter words both shakily and eloquently.

For pushing me away and down

Scary, exciting, untraveled paths beyond the last

Of my remaining barricades.

For freeing me from you.

Please free me from you.

Thank you.

--

Kendra Lise

"El amor es alegria. No te convenzas que sufrir es parte de el." Paulo Coelho

Truth or Dare

[Are You]

brave enough to be raw and honest in each moment you live in?

Can you break free from the norms understanding you wont break even?

Can you love and let go, can you escape what you know -

To openly embrace all of the truths that you don't?

[I Dare You]

to be brave enough to be raw and honest in each moment you live in.

To break free from the norms - understand that you won't break even!

To Love and let go, to escape what you know-

To openly embrace all of the truths that you don't!

Silence Heard

What if we heard...

What is hidden inside reinforced walls
The lingering potential that silently calls
What if we heard the words that allow us to fall?

The words that desperately need and unabashedly desire

The words that fear the flames of our own fires

What if we heard the I love you's that shiver behind hello

And the I miss you's that cry from beneath the pillow

What if we heard the sounds that explain the unknown

What if we heard the words that tell us not to go?

The words that exist clearly in peaceful dreams

But never come out quite as loud or as clean

What if we heard the mumbles of a broken heart

Or the muffled sentences of a new start

The words that are whispered below fearful breaths

What if we heard the words that die muted deaths?

What if those words rested on our lips and not in our heads?

Whispers

In the dark, we knew it couldn't last

But there was something in the shadows we cast

And the whispers we heard

They told me, "Hold on until it's over"

So I dressed myself for a long, long fall

Then let go gracefully to leap from my walls

In the light, we saw things we could be

But something in shadows slowly creeped

And the whispers we heard

They told you, "Let go, before it's over"

So you looked to see how far I fell

And became overwhelmed by a storm of guilt

When we realized I landed by myself

In the remnants of everything I felt

The shadows whispered to you and they whispered to me

And in the same sentence, we heard the words differently

Unready

"I'm not ready to let go"

Of your hands, of your grip

Of your kiss on my lips

Of long silences and small talks

Of winter rides,

And summer walks

I'm not ready to let go

Of loving you

.

.

.

"I'm not ready to let go"

Of my past,

Of a belief that good doesn't last

Of the shadows I've cast

On the walls that I've built

Of walking on stilts

I'm not ready to let go

Enough to love you

Once in an Orange Moon

Once in an orange moon

I was taken from my dreams

Down tree-full roads we flew

To follow a whispering gleam

We drove to an open field

To see its beauty loom

A vision I could feel

An end that came too soon

Once in an orange moon

I was innocent and free

Until swallowed by the truth

When childhood went to sleep

It's Like

Wings catching for the first time

Seeing the world through closed eyes

Immersed in a spacious sky

Knowing there will be good-bye

And falling anyway, unafraid to die.

Flash

A face in a frame lets the photo lie


Laughter echoes from the glass


A kiss on the cheek, a blink of an eye


All caught in the blinding flash


That left without saying good-bye

Long Enough

And the moon stayed up long enough

To watch the morning sun rise

Only to face the inevitable good-bye



A weeping glow in the night

Guarded lonely hours of twilight

Tricked by the light of the stars

The moon was covered with open scars

Each engraved more of the story

Of leaving, of loving, of
f
a
l
l
i
n
g ...slowly

A carved out tale told by the sky

Of the idea of a love that went awry

Which faded at night and rose in the morning

When the moon stayed up long enough

To watch the blinding rays shine

Then turned to face the inevitable good-bye.

Apology for Rain

The way a flower apologizes for the rain
With the colors of washed away pain
While I sit here with words refrained

The way the ocean recedes without the shore
A constant reminder that you can't love me more
Than you did yesterday or the day before

The way your eyes and hands consume me
Without words, the kiss that happened unexpectedly
Are the reasons I can't let go gracefully