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5月24日 HoldingHolding
Mysterious man, distant man
who does not fit with
how I feel him
He's quiet, tucked
in a holding pattern
he releases a nervous laugh
his warmest brown eyes
have seen something
they are as deep as pi, endless
he looks at me, I drown
into the veiled windows of his soul
I struggle not to fall
Later, how long I am not sure
for I did swoon
as his holding broke
he walked towards me
bursting forth with the strongest
most passionate, squeezable hug
I have ever known.
Trinity Keller
written February 2005
RSS syndicated 5月16日 ComfortComfort
Did I hear a distant woeful mantra of a mourning dove?
What is this madness that surrounds our house of love?
Have I slept too long among the moonbeams
That spilled across our bed through the windowsill?
Why is it I feel these omens of nature bode ill?
I put you in a pumpkin shell
I pray it will keep you very well
But you're becoming a desperate man
With a sort of desperate plan
And full of contradictions
I thought we had Camelot
Not some crazy love addiction
Now comfort you comfort me
Soothe our aching hearts
Forgive us for our angry deeds
Fear is ripping us apart
Brutal grief snatches me up
Slams me down against the Earth
Down, down to knees of humility
Baring my humanity
Now say a prayer of comfort
Sing sad songs of pain
One for you then one for me
For our demons are not the same
Trinity Keller
written December 1998
5月3日 CarmenCarmen
Shame is what I felt
I know my family did as well
A drinking Mom and then a Dad who died
Were the cards that I was dealt
Some friends, abortion was their choice
Perhaps this burden too heavy to hoist
I thought my best choice you was not to end your life
I loved your Father my sweet beautiful child
Though we were awfully young
To become as husband and wife
They told me it took more love
To hand you over, to let you fly my tiny dove
I've prayed you've lived a good life
So much better than I had to give
Most of all I'm certain I'll be ever grateful
That I chose to let you live
Trinity Keller
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written January 2003
Carmen born January 24th 1975
My CountryMy Country
My country 'tis of thee
Greed and oil, drugs and government bigotry
Land of the middle-class oppression, no longer free
Katrina targeted America's deepest roots
In the Mid-East war all soldiers wear bullshit boots
And our patriotic Eagle soars
Over the farce of domestic peace and terrorist wars
Gasoline prices continue to rise
The Whitehouse continues to spread lies
As a child I studied the American Revolution
In High School I memorized our Constitution
As I speak up I am told "get out of the problem and into the solution"
I realize that God is the only solution to any absolutions.
Trinity Keller
May 2 2006 |
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