oh the days seem
less holy
when things go
just all right
as if skin cells
didn’t
contain endless
possibilities
and the hours
dripping, skipping by
weren’t
a dance
bringing reality
into bright, glorious being
“Mundane” – Melissa Kircher
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Pictures & Poems: I Thou
this 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
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Pictures and Poems: It’s Okay
if I looked at the clouds today
pouring out their wrath
I might question
the benevolence of it all
and on the other side of the world
stands a girl
ushering the water from the sky
with gratefulness after a long drought
two halves of a whole
the sides chattering at each other
and we must listen to both
then there is heart
dripping feelings like runoff
and my mind divides again
just like it’s supposed to
sinking down into the weight of matter
fingers and toes and noses
consciousness touching the earth
cracking open the spectrum of emotion
what a mess we are
a perfect storm
hashtag blessed, but for real
with brains and arms and all the feels
connected in an endless loop
the vibration behind reality whispering
peace
“It’s Okay” – Melissa Kircher
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Pictures and Poems : This Misfit Place
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: We Are The 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.
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Pictures and Poems: Together Live Tour
stay
anchor in the depths
every drop in the ocean
sings for your presence
here
now
abide in the valley
where the air is thick and the river runs deep
where life and death intermingle
stay
rest
for you will have time on the heights
where the air is thin and the sun hot on your shoulders
the path winding down again before you
as you travel back
to the pain and unknowing and gut-twisting growth
the valley is night
the valley is ocean
the valley invites you to stay, anchor where the grass is green, the dirt, dirty
the water singing your soul home
when you stay
you learn
who you are
“Stay” -Melissa Kircher
I think poetry
might be inside you
I think the words
have always been there
ready to tumble from hesitant lips
I think the stars shine only for you tonight
and the earth turns
to keep you on it
I think I love you
though I don’t
know you half as much as I should
but I have this feeling that there is poetry inside you
the ineffable everlasting
sitting on the cusp of your tongue
and heart
and fingertips
take a chance
on yourself
“Poetry” -Melissa Kircher
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Pictures and Poems: Boundaries
there is me
a flame
me is a deep fire, burning
capable of holding space for great, gulping pain
I cry out to the night sky with wonder eyes, “Look at all the stars!”
my fire needs a cozy home
one whose walls I’ve built
not to keep everyone out,
but to protect against sharp gusts of wind
you know who you are
or maybe, you have no idea
either way
parts of the walls are hard and unyielding,
others soft and porous
I thought a long time about building my house
until one day there was no other way to live
my fire was a flicker
and to love myself I had to figure out how bricks and stone and leaves and sticks might
fit together for a while.
you might never be allowed in.
or I might invite you for tea sometime
some of you will build your own houses
these are the best kind of people
then we each leave and meet somewhere
together, out in the glorious day
but this is my house
this is me inside
the flame that I won’t let go out
I’m sorry
and I’m not
“Boundaries” -Melissa Kircher
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Pictures and Poems: Love Is
Love is where life flourishes. Love is where life thrives.
Love more.
Hate never.
“Love Is” -Melissa Kircher
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