Thursday, December 22, 2016

A Lifetime

Fire in the belly
running with the wind
chasing shadows with a dreamcatcher
trying not to sin.

I never saw the answer

but the question broke my heart
I wished upon a star for you
I wished the new would start.

I waited by the water 

skipping stones until you came
if you’d lost me in the moonlight
I’d love you just the same.

I listened to your echoes

to your song and to your cry
there’s a story in the thunder
there’s a lifetime in the tide.

When the shadows deepen

when the dark is near
I’ll be waiting in your wonder
I’ll be fighting with your fear.

And in each blissful sunrise

in our laughter and our calm
we’ll find peace between the storm clouds
we’ll find hope to keep us warm.

But if far woods do beckon

and if perchance I have to go
bright birds will sing my song for you
I’ll be the sparkle on new snow.

~Becky Robbins


Photo: "Painted Trillium", Naples, Maine by Becky Robbins.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

The Show Must Go On


The moon only chases us around 
nothing better to do I guess 
And the stars just sit and blink while they watch our every move.
We're the reality show of the universe.

Dramas and tragedies 
chaos and love 
sex and suffering 
A soap opera for comets. 
Broadway for the nebulae. 

They bust out the cosmic tissues during the sad parts 
and lean forward en masse 
star-dusted brows raised 
when things get really juicy. 

Laughing and crying with us 
Giving a galactic cheer when we're great 
Groaning and throwing their tickets 
into black holes with disgust 
when we bore or disappoint. 

Some of us are celebrities on the universal stage
I'm sure 
The stones and mountains are their paparazzi 
auroras and rainbows their awards. 

And who can fault them for so shamelessly tuning in? 
Where else in this grand sea of matter and space 
can you catch such spectacular theatrics? 
The spotlight is on us and we, 
in all of our glory and misery, are the real stars. 
Break a leg.

~Becky Robbins

Photo: "Trickey Pond", Naples, Maine by Becky Robbins.