Life raft

I want to be the guy who pulls things off

that should not work anymore

poems that rhyme and stories with endings

maybe even happy endings 

sometimes

 

I want to melt butter in a saucepan

Not margarine. Not microwave. 

I want bow ties that untie and good table manners

 

I want awkward hellos with strangers

I want to tell you that a good amount of the time moustaches and aviator sunglasses are just ugly  

not ironically cool

Screw irony anyways

I want to be sincere

I even want to be earnest  

Naive. 

 

I want to be wise and stay foolish enough to belive

Even in Jesus

 

I want to lay across the life raft of a paradox

whle the tide goes out 

And stay inside my raft like an island on the sunny sand

People will walk by and call me foolish 

because I will look foolish

But I have not forgotten how the tides work

How this good earth is anchored to the sun

and anchors the moon

How, come the darkness, there will be an ocean again

 

 

 

Dave Von Bieker

Dave Von Bieker, 11243 85 St NW, Edmonton, AB, T5B 3C6, Canada

Dave Von Bieker lives at the intersection of art, faith, hope and love. He has 2 great kids, a fantastic wife, and a mostly good dog. He plays red guitars and drives red cars.