Surrounding

Break the hold of withholding!

Wanting, waiting

wavering 

My heart is before you unfolding 

Confession 

I have an obsession 

of pondering 

wandering 

Until I realize you are surrounding 

Break through to behold me 

Continuously,

Held

Holding fast to the holder 

Meld

Me together 

All my inward parts, surrender

With Jeremy Hallowanger 

Soil of praisegiving

Seven floors of slipping away,

Two scarred women.

I sat in my backyard breathing out prayers

Holding onto your heavy words as to

Shelter your shredded heart

Manifold tragedy wounding anew

Not to mention the headlines heralding

Heft so substantial

Pulling me down, to the soil

And I felt the lift of blossoming peonies,

Fragrance carrying

Eyes enamored by the pentifold

Crouched beneath the lush arch of rippling petals

I will wear beauty like a bullet-proof vest

Clothed in Living Fire

Moving beyond the engulfing mire

Into praisegiving rest.

Autotext

My most commonly used phrases,

Recalled by my most intimate extension that powers and placates

Communicates my actions;

It’s like an undercover agent

Impersonating me

Simply a caricature of observation, accurately;

Hey I can call him

and let me talk with him

and then I can try and get him there at night to help him

and bring it back around the time

and I’ll plan on leaving at the church

and then we can

Leave it undone, although all of me

Is bent on closure, completing;

Here I am,

Still waiting

Thumbs twitching,

Heralding.

In standby mode,

Recharging

Apart from me

A part of me

Initiating, moving, and, and

And.