Pictures & Poems: I Thou

IThouthis me I call myself

I loosen my grasp

and fall into we

the flow in which

we all rush river fast

and meander river slow

full of rocks and weeds and twigs and fish

algae and tiny insects

skimming the surface of the stream

me dissolves

well-disguised narcissism

resolves in I-Thou

the collective us

I carry you

you carry me

no matter the color of your skin

or reproductive organs

or who you sleep with

or the way in which you know god

the animating force of life

enmeshed, embodied, emoted, ensnared

and transformed

what grace thou art

when self bows down

at the feet of other

and tight-fisted opinion

washes the soil of hate and pride

from both our toes

and we are made new

in the clean, cool river

 

“I Thou” – Melissa Kircher

Pictures and Poems: Add Your Light

AddYourLight.jpgwhen everyone around you falls

away

and darkest hearts

ruin your day

when fires burn out

and applause fades to gray

when the vibes are getting you down

I’ll seek you out

add my light

find your crown

when friends and foes

start to look the same

and doubt fans the sinister flames

when kingdoms burn

right to the ground

I’ll add my light

find your crown

when sunrise halts

and demons play

when love and hate

twist round and round

I’ll take your hand

drag you out of the bounds

remind you who you are

find that damn crown

don’t hide your face

don’t second guess the way

you know your heart

go on

add your light

you know what to say

 

“Add Your Light” – Melissa Kircher

 

Pictures and Poems: Orbits

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time goes by

and I

see all the reasons why

you and I

are in each other’s orbits

lessons learned

retinas burned

waiting for you to change

don’t stare at the sun

they say

but we do anyway

because we’re babes pretending to be grown

and we’ve both known

it’s not you, it’s me

hiding

from all I’m meant to be

and this is what we call

a relationship

two people rubbing elbows

and they don’t know

they are each other’s salvation

and not

weighing in

on the past that’s oh so present

no, that’s not what I meant

oh wait, yes I did

now I know to love you

like lovers do

became my own darkness spilling out the light

“Orbits” – Melissa Kircher

 

 

Pictures and Poems : This Misfit Place

ThisMisfitPlace

This misfit place

with its strange little freaks

the isle of the weird

the home of the geeks

I’m often alone here

though, sometimes I’m not

a friend will come calling

never someone I’ve sought

an oddball, a loner

someone peculiar, like me

then I look around and realize

how we’re all crammed together

just so different, but the same

on an endless blue sea

“This Misfit Place” -Melissa Kircher

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Pictures and Poems : Liminal

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where life-blood has dripped out

and not yet drawn back in

the winter, where things die

but not all the way

though they crack and bleed

and look to all the world a blank canvas of white

something grows

deep and hidden

germinating while the cold wind blows that cuts right to the bone

when hope seems lost

and bright color just a memory

a tiny emerald bud bursts through the loaming

it has been there

this whole time

on the cusp of being

it’s simply that

change is a process

death and rebirth

and the long slogging in-between

“Liminal” -Melissa Kircher

Pictures and Poems: We Are The Committee

Committee

we are
the authors of our own souls
choices pressing
decided at
the whim of a gust of wind
conclusions
crazy
wonderful
the bloom of new life
springing from gray matter
dark energy turned green
we are the committee
the judge and jurors
what glorious freedom
in the creation
of a thousand indispensable breaths

Committee Meeting

-Melissa Kircher

Picture and Poem created in response to the “We Are The Committee” Robcast episode by Rob Bell.

Pictures and Poems: Nora’s Laugh

Laughterthere is this deep laugh you do
when unconcerned with anything but
the absolute delight of the moment
it’s not pink
or sparkly
it doesn’t wear a tiara
or wait for a prince
guttural, from your belly
blue eyes alight
you laugh
like a middle-aged trucker
or a tipsy Irishman finishing his punchline
when you laugh like this
awash in pure essence
fully yourself
not girl
not daughter
just you
I know God exists
and that we are meant to find this world
hilarious.

Nora’s Laugh
-Melissa Kircher

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