Devon Volkel's Blog, page 54
December 26, 2014
December 22, 2014
Boundless
Melted Mirrors #6
Boundless
My love I can’t explain in words,
nor turn it into feet or miles.
Immeasurable by depth and time,
and impossible to describe in smiles.
It is as boundless as the southern sky
and larger than the moon and earth.
As infinite as endless time,
and as flawless as a baby’s birth.
Stronger than the strongest winds,
no greater loves more truly yet,
unfaltering through countless…
December 20, 2014
The Night That You Died
Melted Mirrors #4
The Night That You Died
My eyes hurt from the tears
that you have caused me to cry.
In that last moment I saw you
I knew not of goodbye.
For I was unaware that that moment
was the last of its kind.
I knew not at that moment
there was no peace in your mind.
I didn’t know on that night
you were suffering inside.
I hadn’t the slightest idea
you’d commit suicide.
I was simply afraid,
December 15, 2014
My Words
Melted Mirrors #4
My Words
I can make you cry with my words
and turn your heart into mesh.
They can get into your head
and play your emotions like chess.
They can open your eyes
and put truth in your face,
they’ll step up to the lies
and make you question your place.
My words can gnaw at your heart
and make you feel my pain.
They may leave you some scars,
that puts others to shame.
They’ll bring…
December 11, 2014
The Hero That Never Came
Melted Mirrors #3
The Hero That Never Came
Dream of the knight that you think is coming,
wait for the hero you think you deserve.
Watch all the clocks ’til it seems they’re not running
and drown in the days that are all full of hurt.
Plan out a dream with the lives that create them,
as you wait for the life your dreams are about,
with all of your sorrows, try not to relate them,
as they interlock…
December 10, 2014
True Odds
Melted Mirrors #2
True Odds
You were not here too early,
you did not come too soon,
it was how you lay in me,
wrong side up inside the womb.
No one could give me answers,
to tell me what went wrong.
And they thought within their expert minds
that you wouldn’t live too long.
When the doctors said those words,
my knees went to the floor,
and something inside died in me,
that wasn’t there before.
But then this fight arose in me,
I stood back up with pride.
Nothing would stop the drive in me
that told me you’d survive.
Like magic you got stronger,
the machines were less and less.
You found the strength inside of me
within your own sweet, tiny chest.
Still to weak to leave with me,
we went home at night alone.
That pain, it kept reminding me
that we couldn’t take you home.
Your crib and swing lay empty,
in your nursery I would weep.
This pain almost divided me,
the mountain was too steep.
But the fighter in me screamed at me
at times when I lost focus,
I remembered I was leading you
when even I felt hopeless.
The day you left the hospital,
you showed them all real drive
and that nothing would break your will to live
or desire to survive.
These days were hard to write about,
no one should ever know,
to almost lose your baby boy,
it numbs you to your bones.
My baby Gauge has flourished
and has redefined reality,
you’d never guess his brush with death
has shaped his personality.
So it’s not the size of dog that’s fighting
when you beat true odds.
It’s the size of fight alive in you,
the size of fight inside the dog.
©Devon Volkel
December 9, 2014
Melted Mirrors, My Book of Poetry
Dedicated to the loving memory of my Grandma, Frances Baehr, who gave me the gift of words.
And to my mama, Frances Volkel, who told me never to give up on it.
Thank you for the rainbows.
© Devon Volkel
#1 Melted Mirrors
Diamonds dripping down in dreams
Castles on a rocky shore
Dolphins whispering in the moonlight
Melted mirrors splash on the shore
Weeping willows whisper softly
While liquid time melts away
Angels wings reach out gently
As magical moonlight paints the bay.
©Devon Volkel
December
For the month of December, I will be posting my book of poems. It is already copywrited and self published, soon to be a picture book. But I thought I would share it with you all before it becomes a beautiful picture book of poetry. Enjoy!
Melted Mirrors, My Book Of Poems
Dedicated to the loving memory of my Grandma, Frances Baehr, who gave me the gift of words.
And to my mama, Frances Volkel, who told me never to give up on it.
Thank you for the rainbows.
© Devon Volkel
#1 Melted Mirrors
Diamonds dripping down in dreams
Castles on a rocky shore
Dolphins whispering in the moonlight
Melted mirrors splash on the shore
Weeping willows whisper softly
While liquid time…
December
For the month of December, I will be posting my book of poems. It is already copywrited and self published, soon to be a picture book. But I thought I would share it with you all before it becomes a beautiful book of poetry. Enjoy!
