Friday, March 21, 2008

i'm heading out of town for 2 weeks. i'm sure i'll have plenty to say when i come back...
don't miss me while i'm gone, and stay grounded - in the word, in good relationships, in acts of kindness...

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

i know my last poem is pretty cynical, but that's the ER for you. everyone thinks their problems are unique, but at the end of the day, it's the same old same old. it's true they say there's nothing new under the sun. i see it every day at work. and doctors get tired, and grumpy like the rest of the world. 
i know you know.
i guess i was just explaining a little what's behind my observations - up close and personal - of an ER...

the ER

another day, a gun shot wound
fever, headaches and parachutes
one by one they trickle through
febrile seizures and turning blue

another line they stand up straight
heads bent down while they wait
others sicker pass them by
silently they wonder why

another doctor one more question
he mumbles quickly without much passion
he barely sees their retching faces
overwhelmed by too many cases

another word they don't get
minds cluttered they start to fret
suddenly the doctor's gone
it seems as if they're all done

another day a fainting spell
wheezing cough no way to tell
back pain, leg pain, any pain, belly pain
after a while, it's all the same.

© labujamra


my life

i want my life to be more than this
more than money and mistaken bliss
more than mere service of these lips

i want my life to measure up
not with acts for men to see
not with the heart of a pharisee

i want my life to count for you
no more sadness and feeling blue
no more wandering without a clue

i want my life to be more than this
more than treasures here on earth
more than houses made with dirt

i want my life to simply say
in childlike faith she loved to pray
rain or shine or come what may

© labujamra

Sunday, March 16, 2008

pride

i'm too restless to surrender
too satisfied with lesser things
too sated to feel hunger
too shallow to cry out

i'm too busy to notice
all the lost souls around me
i'm too narrow minded focused
on nothing else but me

i'm too strong to understand
too sufficient to see my need
too dependent on myself
too stubborn to confess

i'm too noisy to listen
to more than just my words
too dumb to figure out
there's more to life than this

i'm too rushed to smell the roses
too harried to slow down
too proud to bend the knee
Lord i beg you - deliver me from me

© labujamra

Monday, March 10, 2008

the cross

compelled to carry that wooden cross
the road began with joy and glee
each bend and turn promised relief
of life's routines and monotonies

but soon i staggered beneath the weight
of heavy burdens and loads of care
my heart tightened like a noose
unspoken needs, hard to lose

my shoulders stooped bent in pain
my cross a thorn hard to bear
all around me others stood
alone my soul misunderstood

what did i do to deserve this cross
now laid aside with cumbersome dross
my feet blistered like leaded freight
while i still shuffled in bended gait

then suddenly my eyes were opened
and next to me was one so gentle
he said that it was not intended
that this my cross be born alone

and as he bent to pick it up
i noticed something on his palm
it may have been dried up blood
or perhaps it was a well healed scar

next thing i know we're marching onward
my friend and i with welcome glee
my face shone brightly for all to see
my cross now light, my heart set free!

© labujamra

Monday, March 3, 2008

grace

just when i thought i was free
like a lion hungry and fierce
it pounced on me mercilessly
while i stared above helplessly

just when i thought i'd broken its spell
like a  tower attacked i crumbled and fell
surrounding me - taunting me - nothing but jeers
and the loud laughter of defeat

just when i thought i'd escaped
my guilt, my shame, my hopeless state
the memories of promises now starting to fade
my shoulders stooped under the weight

just when i thought i'd used up all of his grace
i found myself in a brand new place
my eyes transfixed on his gentle face
his arms outstretched in a loving embrace

© labujamra
not sure why i haven't blogged in a while...i just haven't felt like it...
anyway, maybe i'm back - but i don't want to commit to anything.

so, i just wanted to say hi again, and for the handful of you who read this blog, enjoy the next few days...or weeks..

lina