A Prayer

We hear you have found, and accepted,
the warmth, and the joy
we have created within these walls.

You are welcomed, dear friends.

Here's to  life anew.

May you enjoy being wrapped,
and loved,
and nurtured into a new wholeness.

Same as we have found.

This is our gratitude.

Welcome to you.

Shattered

The earth beneath her feet was

shaken to its core.

It tattered, and it tore.

Rent into a thousand pieces,

all askew.

Never, not ever could she be 

whole again, 

or seamless, 

or free.

No.

 Not now. Not ever.

Not 

without thee.

This was another Magpie inspired poem. Check out the great writers at:

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/02/mag-54.html

Thanks Willow.

Just Down the Street

Just down the street there is a house

with one window

that looks like an eye that never sleeps.

I walk by it everyday

on my way home from school.

I imagine the people

who live there

have one eye too.

But not like a Cyclops.

I imagine them like pirates

with eye patches, and crooked smiles

with yellowed teeth.

I walk on the other side of the street

afraid of who might see

my imagination

hiding behind the tree.

This is for Magpie #52, thanks for another flight of fancy, Willow. Please check out this awesome writer's blog,

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/02/mag-52.html