Maybe this will become something later.

I hold my joy in a trench carved out by sorrow.

Maybe a rhyme.

I'm thankful for the loneliness I will still feel tomorrow.
Because I (we) (will?) hold my (our) joys in trenches (canyons?) carved out(?) by sorrows.

maybe

I'll be thankful for the loneliness I'll feel beyond tomorrow
because I'll hold my joy in canyons carved away by present sorrows.

A Quick Edit

Look up on the hill where the child dies,
his body spread across a wooden stake.
Pull that rope now angel and watch him rise.


It saves the meter and I think it's better anyways. I might abandon this verse.

An Unexpected Visitor

I was very fortunate today. I had a very unexpected visitor show up on my doorstep. I enjoyed a conversation with her. She is probably the only person who actually reads this post. She recently read my lyric titled "As The Sun Settles" and has asked for an explication.

As the sun settles down
in the evening time,

This signifies the end of a day or period of time. It is tied to my other poems.

The sky is colored in
salmon and steel
like a mind and heart
melting into one
over their world.

This is also tied to my other poems. The collective title of many of my writings will be "Enter The Earth." It is a (loose) conceit in which I write about myself in the form of a world. ("I watch the world...as I write my spirit into it.") A theme of the collection is the conflict between the mind and heart and a failure of the two to reconcile. The blending of the colors in the sunset signify that reconciliation finally occurring. It's a metaphor I took from a piece of older writing and then modified.

It's been so long that I've lived my life
like a man looking for a wife
while still sleeping with a whore.
But not anymore.

NOTE: These lines are slightly edited from their previous version. They were edited to clarify the meaning and to be better adapted to the music they go with.

This is not an original metaphor. It's from Thomas Paine's "Common Sense." He wrote it to demonstrate that a good form of government can not be established while the law-makers are still in the mindset of a bad government. The three lines are about ideology. I wrote them when I was heavily focused on politics, and so they are partially political. But, they are also theological. The collection of poems I've written are largely about religion. The whore is a way of believing, not an institution. It is what has kept me from finding a belief that will make me at one with myself.

The rest of the lyric is musical fluff.