Poetry Category


Letting Go

Letting Go

When you were born, I welcomed you
with a kiss on the forehead and a hug hello.
We sang and read and talked and rhymed,
“this little piggy” and a kiss on the toe.
We played and giggled and tickled and laughed
with a kiss on the tummy and a prrrrp.
Along the way there were bumps and scrapes and scratches and fevers
and even a kiss on a bruised elbow.
Requests for tatoos and piercings, dyed hair;
I kissed you on the hand and just said, “Oh?”
There were times of great joy and arguments too;
I kissed you on the cheek and felt like your foe.
Behind the wheel of a car you jumped,
I blew you a kiss and wearily sighed, “Whoa!”
You’re out the door and on your own;
I long to kiss you on the forehead as I let you go.

one

one

wordlessly they embrace
serenely swaying, side to side
enveloped in each other’s arms
he fills her senses
bittersweet, gentle kisses
“I love you”
hesitantly she steps,
onto the curb
towards the departure entrance
one last hug, one last kiss
she walks away, glancing back
steadfastly he remains
his eyes sweetly glistening
two bodies, one spirit

Accept

Accept

Accept God’s desires
Accept God’s possibilities
Accept yourself and others
without judgement
without planning
without fear
without time—future or past
without worry or sorrow
without pressure
without limits
without ego
without knowing
with surrender
with gratitude
with openness
with only now
with space and expectation
with trust
with arms spread wide
with kindness . . .
Towards yourself and others and God.

Just getting through each moment in this way is more than one can truly hope for . . .