So, Luke is sober hmmmm....

Yesterday Green Petal
Karen Hallenbeck-Sikorsky-George BSRN
Sunday August 3, 2008


There are petals, green, intertwined, two gloves laced into one
One is you (and I) to dance, on bended knee "I do" so simple
Forever to have and to hold our being damaged by faults of
Nature, body less than whole; stronger we (as me) as one, us
Together in this green fugue, almost twilight aqua, sunset has left
Our touch in this shallow (gentle) wave; we lay as one (in sleep)

I love you, is new life in an old movie
Television reruns sift like smelly sneakers
Past today,for it is new thank God for
HIS creation, tender bud, sweet blossom

No fruit so succulent, taken in, soft taste on my tongue, sugar
So raw, a contrast dark and opaque; the boy and girl run and
Their laughter tinkles, one shard of glass could cut to the quick, but
No fear, fresh breath of air, the new earth feels moist and her toes
Dig deeper he finds her toes upon his feet, each touch a tiny rainbow
Blue, palest pink to white, shimmering dove, "thank you" I am you, forever

Me ended that fervent storm, the sewer
Surged over, and city rats pondered dessert
Wildest neon lights of ghetto street (be gone!)
Childlike I was so empty I missed you, I miss you

Love is all it could not be then "we are" five years married, we did not
See, blinded without a cane, a seeing eye dog, the masses were
In love with our love, old and young stared and smiled the secret dream
"If only we could fall in love as they are" and the second hand stopped
The clock spurted one last sound and died; I am proud of you the simple
Facets of a day, the explosion of being in the clarity of life, we can, we will...

The wedding cake was Terimesu and the honeymoon
Was hot sun outside and you lifted me over the threshold
You made love to "your wife" (me) and I exploded all over (you)
Satiated in God's moment HIS blessing we became ONE

You had to go to prison, and knew (I did not) this clean slate was the
Beginning we deserved, I cannot tell you again and again that I knew
Nothing but loved you with all of me; "I was a seed just planted" and
A baby with tears to be shed, a woman by actions that had surpassed
Truth, I know today you know and God led me back no matter how many
Circles I ran around in, or death rattle breathing when my heart beat loud

In a silent scream "I LOVE YOU, I do, forever," and
The church burned down, the people we knew became so small
Tiny, incongruent, and dangerously ill that I spent half
A millisecond on God's chariot of fire speeding away

Crashed, we burned (I stayed) you looked oddly misshapen, beaten, and
You do not like people seeing you twisted off, then there is twisted up like
A pretzel, I could lick the salt off (you'd be bare) and wasted energy is
Like leaving that popsicle so succulent in the bowl; melting down to
Nothing but garish orange fluid; baby drool it makes me gag would
You remind me you drink flat Coke not to throw it away but if I taste that

In your kiss it would change who we are, not what we
Became in two years you reigned "under the bridge"
Austin, Texas homeless come from near and far and I
Went back to "homes" that never were I am lost I do know

Texas drew me like a memory but I am not fond of relationships that
Never were; a man falls in love with me; indignant "how can he if I"
DO not love him; go away, just go, I do not want to hate you so GO!!!
I find myself being closer to God; giving kindness to those who might
Traipse over the line of closure for I am done with past love, I am gone
From each of you but one; he is newly sober, even worse is he who I

Am (we are one) is he graceful, smart, does he touch me
Commanding my full gaze, is he always here (in my heart)
Does any storm following us fall silent when he states in
The harsh morning light "Sunshine I love you I do," he is

One thousand sparkles that alight from one dew drop hitting the pond's
Surface on the first fall morning; then the long spiral of blue lines of light
Spreading like scud missals so fast our eye sees only the outcome, then
Without sound the explosion and that pond is now an underground urn a
Canyon and bright red earth scatters and the life below stops, ends, and
The scent is left, next year flowers grow somewhere between the drink of

Death and the moist remains of fresh earth now deep brown
I am with this vision I travel free of charge I am the pilot the
Driver the veritable one in charge thank you God I cry aloud
But you are you able, willing, to sit behind me and follow me

The prison walls you clung too I could not visit without fear, anxiety for
I was proud of you (not I) for I could not (do what you) could not would not
Do it Luke, to visit made me crawl, but holding your hands in my heart the
Kiss at beginning and the end, feeling all of you up close was worth it but
We could have done it without the walls, we can, we could, we should
I like to wonder while I pray if you can taste my tears or, cry them...