Sunday, February 21, 2016

Surface tension


Have you ever reached out to someone,

Baring your soul,
Letting them know that you care, even if you don’t know 
What it’s like to be them. 
That you love them,
Still? Even if you’re different 
That you love them, 
Still. 

And they take your words 
And they blow them away. 
Let them roll off their shoulders, 
Like rain off a rain- 
coat. Or they look you in the face 
And pretend they’re okay. 

They take what you said - wood meant to build a bridge - 
They take what you said - build up a barrier instead. 
They take what you said - or worse they fashion a shiv  
They take what you said but they don’t hear a thing. 

And all you can do is just swallow your pride  
And your hurt and your crying 
And all you can do is not hollow your heart 
Where they keep digging at 
Trying to prove there’s nothing there. 
When if they’d put down their shovels 
Their picks and their pride 
If they’d wipe away the dust 
And the fear from their eyes

They’d see they didn’t need to dig at all 
The love that they were searching for 
was sitting there the whole 
Time on the surface.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Come with me

Will you please come with me
To the place
To the place where you and I
Were only you and me

Where we began
We talked
We got to know each other
Word by word and smile by smile

Come with me
Come with me
Come meet you and me.

Will you please come with me
To the place
To the place where you and I
Held hands for the very first time

Where you gave a simple
This or that
Which do you like better
To be acquaintance or something more

Come with me
Come with me
Come see you and me.

Will you please come with me
To the place
To the place where you and I
Spent our nights laughing under the stars

Rippling water cascading
over stones
Words I wrote with grass
When my voice had none.

Come with me
Come with me
Look at you and me

Come with me
Come with me
Come see you, come see me.

We were then
We are now.
Still the same, though time has flown
We see things differently as we've grown
But are things really that different?
Do we really feel that different...ly?

Will you please come with me
To the place
To the place where you and I
Were only you and me?

Where we became friends
Fell in love, holding hands
Worked through the hard spots over and over again
We fell apart, and then built ourselves together again...

Come with me
Come with me
Back to you and I.

Will you please come with me
To the place
To the place where you and I
Were only you and me?

Monday, August 19, 2013

Some things

Some things you take for granted.
Some things you don't notice.
Some things you focus on too much.
Some things you will believe without questioning.
Some things you will believe only if told by the right person at the right time.
Some things you think are ridiculous, and they are.
Some things you think are ridiculous
          but they're not.
Some things you will never understand because you don't take the time to try.
Some things you will love without thinking.
Some things you will hate without thinking.
Some things you will never try
           no matter what anyone else says or does.
Some things make you angry,
Some things make you sad,
Some things break your heart,
Some things make you cry,
Some things make you scream,
Some things make you break down...
           and that's okay.
Some things overwhelm you.
Some things disappoint you.
Some things leave you wishing that you had never trusted
         Never loved
         Never been happy
         Never tried
         Never wished.

But

Some things make you happy.
Some things make you smile.
Some things make you laugh.
Some things make your heart want to burst because it is so full of joy.

Some things make you want to believe again
                                                 hope again
                                                 love again
                                                 try again
                                                 live again

Some things make you feel like you can
             succeed
                      at whatever you attempt.

Some things are worth keeping, having, holding close,  remembering.

         Even when
Some things
         Go wrong.

Something can make up for everything that has ever gone wrong in your life.
         And when you find what that is,
Some things
         won't matter.

   

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I May Not

I may not get to travel to the peaks of the Himalayas
With ice picks and striking views
Piercing through,
Or to the savannahs of Africa and the chic sites in Europe.
I may not get to enjoy the safaris or dives
That the adventurer in me longs for

I may not get to speak to a dolphin
And learn from its ways
While swimming in the turquoise waters
Of a far-off island.

I may not be well-known for my speech, voice, or writings;
For my smile, my dancing, my heart.
A film or paper may never detail what I’ve done,
And the things I’ve done may not earn me
Money, respect, praise
Power, influence, friendship.

But I will know every day that I live
Where happiness greater than I ever could imagine lies.
Everything I do has purpose.
No thing that I could be doing would ever make me feel
So complete
So fulfilled.
I am joy personified.

These people – the creation of myself, my husband, my God –
Will change the world.
Will personify
Love, mercy, good will
Kindness, happiness, wisdom
They will know love and happiness
Overcome and drown out hate and pain.

I may not be able to do all the things that I once dreamed
When a teacher said, “Write what you’ll do, what you’ll be.”
Maybe an opportunity will come. Maybe not.
But how was I to know, when I wrote my dreams,
That my dreams were worthy
But nothing
Nothing at all – a moment, a feeling, a thought.

While I may not
Do, have, go
See, experience, live
The things that I dreamed I would.
I have everything.
More.
All.

Even though I may not.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

How could he leave

She sits there on the sidewalk
Her head falls in her hands
She’s trying to sort this whole thing out somehow
She’s struggling not to fall apart
There’s no use in that
But she’s wondering why he had to leave her now

With a baby inside sleeping
In the crib he helped her build
And the future laid before them,
She can see it sparkling still
If she closes her eyes
And pretends this isn’t real…

She takes a breath, gets to her feet
And walks back to the house
Where she’d thought they’d always live her fairy tale
But the empty space in the garage
Where he always parks his car
Grabs her stomach as reality assails her

With a baby inside sleeping
Now that thought fills her with tears
He left without a word
Life has brought the worst of her fears
How could it all be gone
They’d worked for all these years?


She opens the door, walks back inside,
Then shuts it without a sound.
On the counter there’s a single slip of paper.
She reads it again, the words are blurred
But in them the truth is found:
He’s gone, and he won’t be coming home later.

With a baby down the hallway,
And his picture on the wall
How could he just leave her
Without a final curtain call?
Her courage fails
As again she starts to bawl…

A couple hours later,
She walks slowly down the hall
She tries to clear her mind of everything that’s happened.
As she cracks open the door
And sees her little porcelain doll
Like an angel in her crib, carelessly napping.

As she watches her baby sleeping,
She drops down on her knees
Her heart is falling with her,
And she’s begging, “Father, please,
For my baby’s sake,
Wake me up from this bad dream…”

The days they drag, her shoulders sag
Her friends don’t know what to say.
The light in her eyes has been replaced by pools of tears.
But as she stays on her knees longer,
She’s comforted as she prays,
And with a smile, her burden slowly disappears.

As she sees her baby sleeping
In the crib he helped her build
And the future laid before her,
She can see it sparkling still
As she closes her eyes
And thanks the Lord for helping her feel

Alright as she steps out onto the curb
She’s gonna let him know what’s on her mind.
Not full of fright as she pulls the paper
From her pocket and reads the crumpled, taped up lines:
“There was no saving the man as his car went tumbling
Over the guard rail, hydroplaning in the pouring rain.
There was no evidence of speeding,
just a young man lying there bleeding
As the EMTs rushed up to ease his pain.
But he was gone; all that was left was his cold frame.”

She stands there on the sidewalk
And looks down at the ground
Where the new laid sod is covering her love.
She tells him, “We’ll get by,
And I know that you’ve found
A place for us in the mansions up above.

“The baby’s at home sleeping
In the crib you helped me build
With your mother babysitting,
So I could come here on this hill,
And tell you that I love you,
And that I’ll be loving you until…

Until the day when I get to see you again.
Until the day we get to see you again.

Copyright 2011. Jennifer Rollins.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The following was meant to be rapped


Someday this world is gonna all make sense,
But not in a way that will need recompense
The children will all have fathers and mothers
No one will ever take advantage of their brother
For money or power or the little girl next door.

Someday, when it all becomes right,
There will be no guns or bombs used to fight
No starvation caused by an enemy's hand.
When anybody learns about a problem
They'll be rushing over to help you solve it
There won't be slaves whipped and beaten across the land.

Your life will be more important than your money
We'll all be willing to share our milk and honey
With the people next door - nobody will stop us
No dictators or secret assassins there to drop us
Because they won't have to be made to understand.

You won't strike out in anger, he won't lash out with his tongue
She won't put you in danger, we'll all care for our young
And the young of the people across the world
Will know that we care with a love now unfurled
And not hidden behind policies and politics and "right now it can't be."

Then no one will talk about the starving children in China
Wishing they could help, but unable to decide on
How and feeling consigned to just feel sorrow and pity
For the people in the distant lands and cities
Where their hearts are always, but their money and food can't reach.

There will be no need for war, between countries or gangs
Because they'll try to understand the ways they find strange
And work out a solution based on what's better for the other
Rather than what we want or what we can stand
Or even what we feel we have a right to demand.

If I stop worrying about myself and spend my time for you
And you stop worrying about yourself, too,
Because you know I'll be there to take care of you.
Somehow we'll understand, somehow we'll make amends,
Somehow, someday, we will.

It's up to you to decide when. It's up to you to give in
To the feeling of love you know you want to give
Even when someone has marred you past repair
We all can use forgiveness, to end all of the terror.
It's only naive if the whole world won't try it,
Too bad people think they're too smart to buy it.

It's not impossible. Someday we will
Have the courage to say
That we'll try.
We can't do it alone - we don't know how
To end this pain and horror right now
But God does. He knows. So why

Can't we all to turn to Him? Ask him how to forgive?
Ask him to soften our hearts to love our slavers?
Ask Him to help them see the light of truth
The world shouldn't revolve around people owing favors
And who's stronger than who and do it or I'll kill you.

He's your brother and your friend
Deep down. If you can just help him rediscover that
He's a child of God, just like you, and you're not
Gonna escape that fact.
Even if you say in your heart they deserve it
Even if you say in your mind they're not worth it
Even if you focus on yourself and dismiss them
The world's become complicated, but that truth is not.

We all need cleansing, we all need love
We all need to rely in God above
Because who's to say what is right in this world?
Who's to say what is wrong or indecent for sure?
The maker of us all has it all,
If we turn to Him, He'll help us all
To dig ourselves out of this hole
To mend his heart and heal your soul.

If we're honest with ourselves,
We all want respect,
We all want love
Our anger comes from neglect
Or our feeling that we deserve more than we have.
But if we turn to His way, He'll love us day by day,
And we'll feel what we've wanted all along.

It's not as simple as in the movies - there are bad guys
But it's not that they couldn't change
If they'd let the Lord help them see the world through different eyes
Maybe it all would change.
But we must start with ourselves.
Yeah, we must start with ourselves.

"You must be the change you wish to see in the world."

Copyright 2011. Jennifer Rollins. (Last quote by Mahatma Gandhi)

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Someday

Someday
You're going to do the things you say you'll do
It's not that I don't think you're trying
Or that you're even close to lying
It's just I wish I could rely on you.

I love you
So much, and we're in this for the long run,
But you say that you'll do something
But it often gets forgotten
So then I end up wondering
If anything you promise will get done.

Your heart has good intentions
And I see them brightly shine
Which is why I try not to mention
What happens most of the time.
I just wish that all the tension
From this would fade away
But now that I've got your attention
Here's what I'm trying to say:

Someday
You're going to do the things you say you'll do
It's not that I don't think you're trying
Or that you're even close to lying
It's just I wish I could rely on you.

I'm not upset with how you are
You're more amazing then I dreamed of by far
You love me and you care for me
So I'll just leave this door ajar.
If you want to, someday, walk through it and become

Someone who does the things he says he'll do
And then you won't have to prove you're trying;
Always fulfilling the promises he made to you,
Then no one will think you're close to lying.
Someone I can depend on,
What he says will be the end of it,
Then I'll be able to rely on you.

Someday.