First Thoughts

The title 'Reflected Hope' was sudden inspiration last night. This morning, I searched biblegateway.com with the keyword "reflection", and was rather taken with the verse that it gave me, which is now the description.

I like to give exactly the intended impression. I want to get my point across the way it was meant to cross, and arrive at its destination without a scratch. Course, sometimes the bridge breaks, it falls into a river, and so I go on for a few paragraphs to clear up the confusion of each preceding paragraph. Can't say I didn't warn you. But, you can feel free to leave comments, ask questions, and suggest topics.

I really miss writing poetry consistently, but I haven't had the proper inspiration for what seems like ages. In reality, it's been 3 months. Since I haven't shown the bulk of my writing to more than 2 or 3 people, I think I'll give y'all one of my favorite poems. I wrote it midnight of July 3rd, 2009.

Waiting

An unknown clock is ticking
as time evades my grasp.
My mind insists on tricking,
my words come out in rasp.

My burdened heart is pounding,
now lonely in the dark.
This pain is now resounding
as battle makes its mark.

My tearful face is hiding
from watchful eyes around.
The depth within residing-
claustrophobically profound.*

If only you were seeing
this hurt still held inside.
Your strength, it could be freeing,
if standing by my side.

So here I will be waiting
for you to come again.
The seconds will be rating
with paper and a pen.

*No, I don't care that "claustrophobically" isn't in the dictionary. It's called artistic license.