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If not

If not through grace,
Than how do we live?
Through the struggles of youth
The trials of life
The tribulations in death

If not through hope,
Than how do we dream?
Of rainbows and horses
Of a future of good things
Of salvation with our king

If not through love,
Than how do we forgive?
For wrongs left undone
For pain that burns strong
For innocences lost in the young

If not for Him,
Than where are these things?
The strength of grace
The joy of hope
The patience of love

— H. Danielle Crabtree

Perfect Imperfection

What perfect imperfection lay in thee
A combination of crazy and sanity
The gentle mix that makes you bliss
In a world full of mediocrity

– H. Danielle Crabtree

The Mask

Little girl behind the mask;
A smile lights your face.
Hiding the tears that grace your cheeks,
In the evening of the day.

What makes you hide the way you do?
Why not find a place to shine?
The inner truth, the inner you,
The beauty sheltered inside.

What follies lead to evil things?
That bruised, that scarred,
That left you dead,
In this world of material things.

Little girl behind the mask,
Let a smile grace your lips.
Not in falsehood, but in triumph,
When you find a truth that’s real.

— H. Danielle Crabtree
July 16, 2010

Forever

What makes a day feel like forever;
When it’s but one turn of the earth?
The setting of the sun gives way to the moon;
Until the dawn flames the sky in rebirth.

In those hours of daylight and darkness,
Misery and sadness keep time.
Left in a void, a heart still yearns;
For an hour that is but an hour.

But each day spent in forever,
Winds down to another day dawned.
Until the torturous wait of eternity shifts,
From forever to fleeting through love.

— H. Danielle Crabtree

July 6, 2010

Here’s a new one. I wrote this a bit on the fly, so probably not one of my best, but hey, not for what it is. …

Missing you

What I’ll miss is the thousand kisses;
Your smile that lights your eyes.
The way your hand folds in mine;
And how you keep me warm at night.

To see your chest rise and fall;
To feel the breath that you breathe;
The beat of your heart, alive in my ear;
Let’s me know that you’re real.

And when the world starts closing in;
And the darkness erases the light;
The things I miss will get me through;
Until you’re back in my life.

– H. Danielle Crabtree
July 5, 2010

Greater than Me

In the darkness I stand
alone in the night
counting stars
wishing I could fly
What lies beyond
A simple question of faith
there must be more
then this life I face

When I can’t go on
I look to the sky
Finding faith
In the dark of the night
I know there’s hope
when I stand alone
and see
Something greater than me

It’s hard to wake up
face the blinding light
the hustle of day
the monotany of life
No change, only pain
until I can’t go on
Grace alone gets me through

When I can’t go on
I look to the sky
Finding faith
In the dark of the night
I know there’s hope
When I stand alone
and see
Something greater than me

– H. Danielle Crabtree

This is a new one. I wrote it in January. However, I’m still not sure I’m entirely happy with it. I may play with it again tomorrow, but for now, I’m posting it. Yes, I know I write some dark stuff, but hey, at least it keeps the rest of me sunshiny and happy.

Death and Bone

In this place of death and bone
A bleeding heart learns to scorn
No compassion left for a torn soul
Future’s path set in stone

Fight he must with fire and blade
Fostering hate in an elemental’s rage
Degradation of faith until he stands alone
Smoldering as the embers fade

In this place of death and bone
A broken soul searches for home
Compassion exists beneath the ash
Finding ways to atone

–H. Danielle Crabtree

This was also one of my first poems, but it’s more of a lullaby than it is a poem. It, like so many of my other poems, is more lyrical than poetic. A lot of times when I write, I have a melody in my head. I hear it every time I read the poem, and some I’ve even roughly recorded singing them.

I wrote this around the time my oldest nephew was born.