Along Came Poly

“I’m polyamorous,” he said, smoking his cigarette.

“Meaning?” I said.

“I love many people. I don’t know how anybody can love just one,” he said.

He exhaled and watched the smoke rise.

“My best friends is going away,” he said, “not forever, but for a long time. I hope she’ll be happy.”

We leaned against the adjacent wall.

I imagined he did know how to love just one, and did. But who am I to know anything?

Lean

What do we mean when we discuss love and beauty?

The ads throw out those words all the time.

Just because those words sound nice doesn’t make them

any more worthwhile than “biscuit” or “hamburger.”

 

Love and beauty must be experienced to be real,

it lies in a hand-hold, it blossoms in a word of encouragement

With no effort at all, we can tear down someone struggling to get back up,

to believe in themselves.

 

We can believe in them. We can uphold their worth.

My friends, be there for those who need it

and we all need it from time to time.

 

Let us join together and not only sing, but live out the simple words,

“lean on me when you’re not strong.”

Birthday Suits for All!

Life can knocks us out again sometimes,

like all those old cartoons where the clothes

or wool

are literally blown off the skin

and we’re left alone and embarrassed.

 

But you know what? Oh well,

“Naked I came into this world,

naked I shall leave,” says Job.

If that’s how we are, that’s how we’re gonna be

and we’re gonna be awesome too.

Birthday suits for all.

 

Through all things, blessed be the name of the LORD!