A Longing DeepA longing deep, a longing deep,
You ask, when will this longing be complete?
No other time but when we meet.
A longing deep, a longing deep,
Who might the knowledge of my longing keep?
Not those whose shallow love is weak.
VVindicate me, mighty Lord,
Victory comes not by sword,
Vile the death brought in by sin,
Vanquish what is old within.
Vine and branches bearing fruit
Viewed as signs of God's pursuit.
Vainest glories, stay behind,
Virtue crowns the humble mind.
Sonnet LXIIOp. 26, no. 2
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
And clouds this lamp that lights my fevered brain
When I believe these pleasures satisfy
The deepest longings given selfish reign.
To see creation as a basic means
To satisfy the myriad of youthful lusts
Is instability, because it leans
On wants that crumble quickly into dust.
My hope is that I might not acquiesce
In chasing things shortsightedly pathetic,
But powered by the Spirit, try my best
To understand the lasting things majestic,
And make my mark, fulfill the ministry
That I was called to leave a legacy.
MineI am His craft, I took my form
Beneath His skillful hand,
And though I walk through flame and storm
He helps me understand:
"In darkness you will see me shine,
In anxious doubt I send my sign
For you are mine,
For you are mine,
Redeemed to show my grand design."
But I am weak and impotent,
And much I do not know.
Besides His grace, all heaven-sent,
I would not overflow
Above the waters dark and deep
That tempt me towards my mortal sleep.
O, they will sweep,
O, they will sweep,
But God is here my soul to keep.
So dwell no longer on the past,
In distant memory,
But look to him who breathed his last
And gave His life for me.
In deserts dry he lays a road
To drink the sky-sent word that snowed
And melting flowed
And melting flowed
To drench me in this love He showed.
Beach DayIn undulating waves that pound the shore—
Their frothy tides embracing higher waters blue—
I saw my joy, and sat down to adore
The one this heart would daily choose to wander to.
No distance quite too far, no background din
Too raucous that I cannot stay and ponder
All the currents stirred I'm swimming in
Inside my heart, a longing still for more,
And wanderlust for oceans to explore.
Wax and WaneOh! wide-eyed wonder high up in the sky,
My only link transcending time and space,
How many separations have gone by
Before the searing coldness of your gaze?
And always in the fullest of your phase,
When many separations must go by,
'Tis then you choose to show your pallid face
And wide-eyed, sunder sighs up to the sky.
And yet you bear no ill-will, though I try
To pin my loneliness within your place.
For when I have my love within my hold,
You wrap the night around you in its folds
And from our private union hide your face
(Oh! Wide-eyed wonder!) from sighs up to the sky.
No FallowIf fruitful labor has but one sad fate,
'tis that my mind cannot in fallow lie.
My wearied hands do not procrastinate,
I promise you, but as I sit and try
To summon up the simplest of a noun,
I'm flummoxed, flustered, full of bluster.
Fertility demands that life lay down
And give until there's none to muster:
O! what a cruel device, this sacrifice!
The StruggleThough once I said it was adversity
That birthed the most imaginative verse,
In darkness lies no creativity,
Despair itself destroys and gives no birth.
It murders, leaving no recourse for mercy,
Swallowing up the brightest minds, its maw
Insatiable except for vilest cursing
Of self-inflicted wounds all rubbed and raw.
But when the light inside me flickers fire
And cuts through darkness with its needle rays,
The smallest candlelight might then inspire
Poetic justice for defeated days.
In light alone do shadows find their shape,
The struggle from which poems find escape.
WoundsThe time when verses flow most freely from my mind
Is not when life has altogether been too kind:
The echoed strains of joy, what words could catch and capture
The speechlessness of laughter, hearts abrim with rapture?
It's hopelessness and sorrow baring wounds through words,
A crust of scabbed emotions daring to be heard;
It itches mightily, and though you want to rip
Apart the hurt and all reminders in one strip,
It stings to know there is no bottom but an ooze,
This awful spring of inspiration, pain-infused.
But give it time to heal, protect it from all harm,
And off it comes. The skin beneath is new and warm
And paler than before, but solid in its form.
Lunar EclipseObserve the birds that soar so high
Their wings that stir in endless flight
Like vibrant sails become aflame
And lit below by beacons bright
The moon rusts red in darkened skies
Absorbs the glow of midnight light
A blood moon is too cruel a name
Let rest the stars and sleep tonight
Oh love, stay here and rest with me
Oh love, sleep calm and rest tonight
Winter SmileSickles from their outward breaths
Heavy on the cotton hems
To block out the winter cold
Drags deep their soft touch
Deep into the stems
Of all the comforts of old
She curls her fingers overtop
Slow moving fields of white
Blue the indentation draws
Yet no more do I feel its shadow
Close to mine she melts slight
Her stresses left like dewdrops
I hold her in a trance of ease
So right her press beside me
That I wish this night never end
To stay here with easy lungs
That never darken black to speak
Nor take the worry to spend
A crown of furrowed fabric don
Their curves to hide my love for morning
When I have dreamt of proper words
Can I reach over beneath her head
And kissing whisper deepest greetings
That transient sun cannot keep unsaid
Her touch is faint upon my flank
But fire burns this chill
Out of a feeling to keep her safe
Her smile is the distant seat
I would take the whole world's ills
To have remain to blaze my way
I crash those glass knives with her name
Scatter the weapons to f
Broken HeartI feel the driving wedge,
the hammer and nail,
sending endless pain,
to make me insane.
The battered cavity of my damaged heart,
is only just a broken piece of art.
I can never see it again whole and well,
the scars are engraved with a tender kiss,
the pain is the venom that makes me fall apart.
I wish all was in a state of bliss,
but truth is nothing in farewell.
I wish for something different,
a change in endless pain,
but I can only hope and wish,
for it to not drive me insane...
in the fingers of vain.
...LoveI shout, and let you hear every that you, in the world - the best of men...
Like you, fate gives you twice you're my only one...
I am very good when you're near, a sweet, gentle and native.
There is no other...yes but not necessary...
I am absolutely happy with you!
I gave you a happy chance, closing him pain hurts...
I know for me you are the best!
And I so you simply will not give up!
The AnswerShe said she has a man,
who cares for her already,
so I'm sorry that I wont,
Be your sweet and steady.
I'd love to see us steady,
but I'm steady as can be,
If you're ready go be steady,
Just not steady here with me.
You've wrote an awful lot,
to be left here in defeat.
Yeah, quite an awful lot,
to be pushed back in your seat.
And should you ever wonder,
If you'd found the way in,
Maybe another time,
Should you make the same mistake again.
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First KissHolding you in my arms
Making the air smell so fresh
Watching your beautiful eyes sparkle
Acting so cute, playfully funny
So lovely, so sweet
So kind, so pretty
I hold your waist
Your hands around my neck
And we kiss
You`re My Whole Worldmy world moves when you speak
as my heart flutters as you hold me tight
floating on misty air when you`re around
for our souls dance on through the night
your caress sends my senses racing
such tenderness sets my soul on fire
for as we touch our love explodes
you are my whole world, my desire
passion racing when we are together
true love is a wonderful emotion
ever present through eternity
constantly flowing like the ocean
to see your face lights up with joy
as we walk hand in hand along the beach
our love grows strong day by day
I`ll never let you out of my reach
© Lissie Bull 2014
KeroseneShe sits on her bedroom floor
Waiting for the right time
To wish for the affection she yearns;
The intimacy she craves.
But little does she know
She’s pouring kerosene in her brain
Waiting for the fire.
Don’t give her a lighter.
Crushed by desire.
It’ll drive her insane.
This trivial woe
Feels like a tidal wave.
How it starts in your lungs and burns.
Now her heart is lined with grime.
Cleaning it is just a chore.