One Day

I am awake this morning
hoping the sun is still asleep
imagining I'm inside

I will shake the core
that twists and is taken
far away from me

and cradled one day
I will cry like a baby
I will beat you

kiss the hand of resilience
I will burn with it's rays
placed upon my cheek

and one day
I will cry like a baby
I will beat you!

~ Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written the morning of 5/30/2010

Expressions of a Fool

reading and breathing
in the temperament of words
written by a fool
I wail for what I cannot express
but feel in the sensation of text

Cadence

a chill resonates
encircling my chest
strumming with majestic lights
that breathe in a tempo
of perfect timing

a stringed heart plays
carrying a collision
of emotions
into magnetic beats

Spring

soaked by the blood of a dogwood
pink buds emerge with emotional hues

underneath a picture window perfectly cut
framing the green of tomorrow
and covering the twigs of yesterday