This is it. Tear down the towers

I'm the sorry architect of towers
Tall obelisk of deeds
Stacked toward heaven

I'm the high priest of bright flames
And spotted calves
A self-satisfied incense my praise

Tear down the towers.
Remove the alters and high places
Bow low and know
There is no good, no justice
Wrenched from your own blood.

Lay at the alter of His feet
Offer up your hopes
Your dreams, your expectations
Watch His fiery embrace refine
Watch the temporal flesh of your desires
Liquify, turn to precious metal

I'm the sorry architect of towers
High priest of bright, empty flames
Bowing low I know He hears my prayers.

Watch me jive, turkey!

Time is double edged
Finite and infinite
It heaves the living dust
Of life into it's circular spin
Like a hay baler

"Umph! She's in! Watch her
Dance, watch her spin!"

I'm stuck in an eternal
Square dance, Time calling the steps.

I circled round, I Followed
Time, dancing behind like a conga line

Time laughed at my clumsy feet
My vain attempts to repeat

I danced to disco, rock
I Rodger Rabbited, did the robot
Moonwalk, sprinkler, jitterbug
Bopped my head to the raps of thugs

I danced all the dances
Time taught me, danced like a fool
And clumsily spun around in time's typhoon

Uh-uh! Not now!
Watch this jive, turkey!

I move to spite your beat
I dance with two left feet
Anything to teach that square dancing Time
That the dance I dance is all mine.

Watch me jive, turkey!
Watch me jive!

Your stop watch beat leaves no room for grace
My dance card's full
So tick away Time, tick away.

1 of 3, poem from mom

You have to know her to know how funny this is but not to know how sweet it was :)

I tried to read a blog, I did
Hard for a person like me
All but 25 posts are hid
And what is this "feed" I see?
 
Is this a code for people your age
It seems confusing for your Mother
Is this just Yet one more stage
For a daughter and a Mom, oh brother!
 
I sit and laugh, it's late tonight
I tried to get up to speed
Wanted to leave a post to your sight
But how the he_ _ do I accompish that deed.
 
It's way over my head, I say
But it really doesn't matter at  all
Here it is, your final day 
A blog, you made it, you did not fall.
 
Well done on meeting this, your goal
It took a year, but you came so far
Every poem was a part of your soul
I give to you, another gold star.
 
Congratulations, I'm proud of you
But could you do me favor
Next time you write a blog, please do
Send me instructions, so I can savor
 
The works of the author, my princess.
 
I love you and am proud of you.
You did it; but I never doubted that you would.
MOM

Only one more day!!! Just to jog your memory

It's feet and pavement
Pain. Slow. Clumsy
Waning energy
More coffee! More sleep!
A sort of "tag you're it!"
Assault on my limbs

I hate the start, the way
My muscles and my mind
Collabratively coup.

I run for the ending
The nimble way
My legs concede
The delicious ache
Of momentum and limits
Going at it like Battle Bots

2 more to go!

Arid thoughts
Run across my mind
The rustling sound
Of dry scrubby grass
A quiet echo of my thinking
Thoughts, dead,dry
Heat stroked ideas
Floating around like
Lawn mower mulch

Day 360, dead like disco

He's dead like disco
Always ready for a comeback
Perched defiantly in the past
Lurking lava like in the distance

So that he becomes
Past, present, future, always.

Never! Not any more!

Still you can't look him
in the eye. Still you
Can't separate your loathing
From your want to be loved.

So you gaze at the disco ball
The way it rolls glitter
Like over the dark.

It's a light that doesn't illuminate
It perpetrates his lies.

He calls it staying alive
But you know that's not living
Because you've never felt so dead

Day 359, watching him

He eats Mac
And cheese
He pushes
Orange noodles
Into his mouth
With chubby fingers

He doesn't know
the word
Delectable but
He is thinking it

He doesn't know
That I watch him.
Like fluffy cheeks
Pink puffy lips
And cheesy noodles
Are some kind of
Seventh wonder

He is thinking
Swords! Lightening McQueen!

He doesn't know
What ego is
But we guard it
He and I, like
A national treasure
We guard it

Yes you are big
Strong, tough
Smart, perfect.

Yes, you are.