Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Seth (for Kristen)

Brown hair

Wild like a free horse’s mane

And long, kissing the boy’s

Shoulders with its

Unruly

Tangled

Mouth.



Brown eyes

Shining and brimming

With life

As only a 29-year-old

With a voice

As clear and cool and

Tender

As his

Can know.



Brown skin

Rare

The color of sweet coffee,

The same shade

As a newborn fawn’s

Baby-fuzz.

A reminder of who

He is, and where

He comes from.










Monday, June 13, 2011

The Next Step

A children's
Animated movie
Featured a cute blue alien
And a little Hawaiian girl who loved
Elvis.

I heard his voice
For the first time
In this movie, and I begged
My mother for more
Elvis.

I ran my first CD ragged
Listening, learning, and loving,
Until one Christmas, my favorite
Uncle suggested we leave a day
Early and stop in Memphis, to learn
More and tour the grand home of
Elvis.

My love and respect for this
Legendary man grew unstoppable,
And I began to collect music, records,
Books, movies, all I could find to tell
Me more about
Elvis.

Then I met a young man who loved
The southern star with a passion like mine,
Who sang and danced and talked and laughed
And did it all for the sake and purpose of
Paying tribute
To the extraordinary man known as
Elvis.

It started so simply
And my love burns so strong
That no matter of years could make
A difference in the passion, the joy
That I get from one special man named
Elvis.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Dedicated to.......

Crackle!
Spit!
Pop!
The old-time record plays out
History on black vinyl,
Spinning its volumes on
A newfangled yet admittedly
Beautiful
Machine.

I sit back,
Gaze up at your face
So full, so young, so
Heartbreakingly
Indescribable.

I sip my sweet tea,
The delicious amber treat
Drunk from a Mason jar to further
Authenticate the mood.

Dare I spin my dreams into stories?
Dare I write myself into your incredible life?
And, if I succeed,
Will others read and believe and feel the love
And the life
I try so hard to put down in words
We mortals can understand?