(Rightness) Beneath Our Feet

i sit in a crowd
i led for years
and watch as they lean,
they're straining to hear
words from my wife,
who keeps her mouth closed,
but speaks with the wind
and cries as it blows.

i lie in a bed
dressed by a queen,
my hand on her chest
to feel how to breathe.
her head remains bare,
uncovered like trees
that crowd like a church,
and blush in his breeze.

i watch as she seeks
a peal in a sea
that's brown from the waste
of preachers like me.
she comes up for air
by diving below
(her gills are her prayers)
like water from stone.

The #1 Song When...

I found this over on Tim Keel's blog. Good fun. It will tell you what was the number one song on any date.

What was the number one song the day I was born? "(Just Like) Starting Over", by John Lennon. Sweet start.

The day my wife, Amy, was born? "Let's Hear it for the Boy" by Deniece Williams. They can't all be great...

My 16th birthday? "Un-Break my Heart" by Toni Braxton.

My 21st birthday? "How You Remind Me" by Nickelback. I'm embarrassed.

The day I graduated college? "Hollaback Girl" by Gwen Stefani. *Sigh* Dropping four in a row.

The day Amy and I married? "Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado featuring Timbaland. Wow. Totally inappropriate.

They day my son was born? "Just Dance" by Lady GaGa. Ahrrrrgh!!!

You know what, nevermind. The site sucks. Don't go there. I was a fool for thinking #1 songs might be consistently good anyway.