the most stunning light Thursday, Jan 12 2012
Visual Poetry aftermath, broken, coping 3:22 pm
Voice Thursday, Dec 8 2011
Non rhyming aftermath, longing, relationships, writing 10:56 pm
You are my favorite
reason
for finding my voice
I search for it
in the quiet
lull
of the day
of the day to day
of the numb that comes
when you’re spinning
your wheels
your wheels
that you spin
while you wait
for your real life
to start
And I find my voice
and find
this is
real life
and you are
an arm’s length
before me,
always
in my mind’s eye
always out of reach.
I miss the way it
felt
when I could feel
with you.
ash road Thursday, Nov 17 2011
Non rhyming relationships 12:37 am
the leaves
are a vibrant confetti;
a party
is raging
against the asphalt
and i am wondering
if you’ve seen
them,
those leaves.
i imagine
finding you
out here
(where you are not, i know)
and i imagine your hands
on my face
i imagine that relief, that redemption, that grace of safe-
that fear, that catch in my breath, that distance i can’t resolve, that question i have about that break – is it far too broken now?
this daydream goes on
amidst the embers
the orange and burgundy
and bright red and yellow
there is so much future in the past,
i keep questioning
what i was supposed to learn
along the way
about this
your hands are no where near
this warmth
that burns for you
so it keeps catching
the wrong things on fire
burning little angry holes into perfectly good passerbys
smoldering on my skin,
darkening with smoke the air around me,
dusting ash along the path i can’t figure out how to stray from
(it has yet
to die out).
There’s Always Time Tuesday, Nov 1 2011
Non rhyming and PAD challenge poems life 10:28 pm
November 2011 PAD (poem a day) challenge. Day 1. A procrastination or proactive poem.
There’s always time
later
for all the things that don’t matter
There’s always time
now
There’s always time
for kissing your daughter,
and for one more game of Candyland.
There’s always time for
drinking wine,
and dancing,
for undressing slowly, and
falling into bed with lovers.
There’s always time for
wrapping your arms around
your father,
for laughing with your mother,
for calling your sister back.
There’s always time to
play fetch with your dog,
to rub his belly,
give him a treat.
There’s always time to stay up too late,
and miss a few days of work or school.
There’s always time to
take communion,
to be too loud,
to watch the sky.
There’s always time
to read a novel,
play the piano,
sing in the car,
meet friends for dinner.
There’s always time to write,
paint,
create.
There’s always time to learn,
change,
get worked up,
love,
let go.
There’s always time
later
for all the rest
and if there’s not -
oh well.
against hope Saturday, Oct 22 2011
Non rhyming and Rhyming coping, hope, letting go, longing, love 9:57 am
I dreamt of you two nights in a row
the first one, I thought to dismiss
but the last one, I can not forget
(it is the one in which I let you go)
In the dream, I held on
until your very last finger slipped through my hand,
you were not even facing me anymore
and I know that’s the way it should be
when you’re letting go,
when you’re moving on
(I just hoped against hope, you know?
but that’s not really what I wanted to tell you)
I wanted to extend my hand
in giving you my best
to all you have before you
That is what I’ve always wanted
that’s what love wants, they say
This is a day
too hard to take,
so I won’t take it
I will leave it
where it is.
It was just a dream.
(It was just a dream)
A Song I Can Pass Time With (by Rebecca Chasteen) Tuesday, Sep 6 2011
Non rhyming aftermath, belief, broken, coping, faith, hope, intimacy, longing 11:26 pm
I take this and hold it close
A cushion against the harshness I’m bound to walk into when I leave you
I didn’t want any of this
What I wanted was so simple it hurts
But I know, I know
there’s something about this road
I just, fall so often, into darkness, against sharpness
I just
I’m just
so glad for a softness I can carry
like a girl
With hope and trust and daydreams (of lovers and love)
I can’t talk about this, about what it’s like here
it’s probably best right now,
Let’s just,
please keep saying
“soon, again”
that’s a song I can
pass time with.
Ink (by Rebecca Chasteen) Tuesday, Sep 6 2011
Non rhyming faith, life, love 1:32 pm
We are this story
this novel
that spans across the breadth of a lifetime
that only pens a few pages at a time
that leaves me hanging on every word
And all the in between,
all the life that happens when this is not being written
all the rest
seems to pale
seems unreal
I linger over the pages, re-reading all the moments
gathered up here
and I sometimes lay it down
and look around
and grasp
and guess
and wonder
I want the words to spin themselves more quickly across us
I want
I want
This is a novel
a story
we are ink on a page
but a daughter (by Rebecca Chasteen) Friday, Aug 12 2011
Visual Poetry faith, intimacy, perspective 4:47 pm
the loss – vispo version (by Rebecca Chasteen) Wednesday, Aug 10 2011
Visual Poetry aftermath, beauty, broken, coping 11:49 pm
reprieve (by Rebecca Chasteen) Thursday, Jul 14 2011
Non rhyming beauty, intimacy, kindess, love, sex 12:47 pm
You carry a kindness
that I had never known
at the hands of a man.
I am so grateful you exist,
and for the reprieve I feel
connected
to you
and for knowing what it is
to feel
(like everything matters,
like everything’s okay,
like I am actually alive)
