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if these hands could talk

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If these hands could talk, they wouldn’t stop.
They would tell you stories of the past.
These hands would teach you lessons
of hard work and perseverance. These hands
would just because they could. All the scars,
callasses, bruises, and creases show others
that life is a long, winding road that eventually
ends. I can’t pretend that it has been easy.
But, if it were easy, what would it teach me?
These hands would tell you that it will be
okay. You will move on and see a new day.
If these hands could talk, you would understand
that I have gone to war, but came out alive.
Yes, these hands would tell you that I survived.
In this life, these hands have been wet, burned,
bloodied, hurt, and disregarded. But these hands
would tell you that we are just getting started.
If these hands could talk, they would scream:
“Hold me as I long for touch and acceptance”.
They would talk just to talk just like feet walk.

Under Water

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It’s been raining for 26 years straight.
I haven’t gotten tan since my life began.
Soaking wet, I had to learn to stay afloat.
I even built myself a boat. In my life,
I have seen friends, family, and strangers
encounter dangers only few understand.
I have seen some sink to the very bottom.
I never liked swimming, but it’s what I had
to do to keep living. I learned not to be
afraid to swim around before I sink down.
Some days, I’ll dive down to see buried
memories and under-water trees. The rain
never goes away as nature does its thing.
I am drenched, cold, and tired as I paddle
in place, creating ripples in time and space.
The water will rise higher, so I practice
holding my breath. I inhale first. I hope
for the best and prepare for the worst:
no air. I am under water, over my head,
but I am still alive, just extremely wet.


Rain Check

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How much will I get
for your rain check?
Can any amount
of money buy me
my time back?
We can’t make up
time. We have
so much down
time and before
we know it, it goes.
Is your rain check
valid or not?
Because it rains
a lot. Who thought?
We both know
I can’t cash checks
you write because
to me, there’s no
rain in sight.

Story of a Friend’s Ship

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Lost at sea in a hollowed-out tree,

we float out further chasing the light.

Back and fourth, waves hit you and me

as the things we’ve seen leave our sight.

Picking up speed, we push towards tomorrow

hoping that we can make it past,

The effort put in leaves no sorrow

while the time we’re given doesn’t last.

Inch by inch, our speed only goes up

leaving no time to wade in the water.

Now feeling like a half-empty cup,

the sunshine faded but I wasn’t bothered.

I’m in a friend’s ship and I hold on tightly

as we share the same quest.

The storm is here, oh boy, is it frightening

but we sail on through and give it our best.

The friend’s ship rocked day after day

but pushed through the times of struggle.

The ship never sank and I’m here to say

that a friend’s ship saved me from trouble.