"In Grateful Love," a poem by Jess Coffman

In Grateful Love

In twisting uncertainty I leapt,

And you opened your arms to me,

In following my searching, though certain heart,

You provided for me,

That which every person seeks,

A home.

You let me cry in your arms,

You let me sleep in your bed,

You invited me to eat at your table,

You listened to far too many bumbling words.

You let my body rest,

When it should have kept working.

And through all of this,

 Your insane compassion and graciousness,

Saved my life.

Steven as Husband, Molly as Wife.

With this love, all things are possible.

All things can change.

Your greatest gift together might be

Your inclination and ability to hold a woman upright,

When she is bonelesss, broken.

You offered time and your intimate space for healing.

With a smile on my face and tears of

Gratitude on my cheek,

I bow to you.

The greatest performances of your lives,

may not be those you gift on the stage,

But the enduring gifts of love that heal others in your presence.

I am forever in debt to you.

A debt that I take on with pride,

As a promise to love you forever,

And use my life as a service to others,

As you have served me.

In loving honor, I celebrate your unbreakable strength together.

May you always choose mercy and devotion with yourselves and the world.

With a healed heart I breathe new life.

JESS COFFMAN

Happy 1 Year Anniversary to Molly and Steven Booth! This amazing couple, embraced me when I was struggling and heart-broken. 

You two have made so much of my happiness this whole year possible, starting with one of the happiest days of MY life, which was at your wedding! 

"Blushed and Awaiting" a poem by Jess Coffman

The fall breeze of possibility and "like" 
at least,
Brush the hot blushed cheeks of my 
smiling face,
And I'm elated.
Unprecedented spastic kinetic energy 
swirls about my breast and
I'm hopeful. 
Unknowing and unloving,
I take chances that I've never taken 
before.
Possibly strong and wrong, 
Until I receive the sweets and 
confirmation of my apologetic and 
gloriously outright communication. 
I hold my upright stance of Wonder,
Affection and Openness. 
Unable to detect if the boldness is
unwanted,
I accept the fear and live regardless.
What is destined will be. 

My heart is in bliss, with wings afloat
on hidden desire and shamelessly
in love with Presence. 
Will I be ashamed ultimately?
There is none to know.
My fingers in a flutter,
I'm disappointed at neglecting my afar guitar. 
But the possible missteps prove
Worthy.
In unabashed anticipation of a 
rising sun and a golden harvest of love,
I giggle and await. 

JESS COFFMAN 

Hello Sweet Friends,

I post this poem today with a full heart. It is so rare that I am moved enough to write a happy love poem/lyrics. A scorned heart is so much easier to write from usually because, I'm generally a happy and positive person. So, it's the moments when I'm devastated or pissed off that stand out, and usually draw words out of me. 

This poem is about the fruits of possibility and my excitement for the unknown. Often times, unknowing can cause anxiety or fear, and I am by no means beyond that. In fact I've been known to have a panic attack or two, from not feeling like I possess enough control over my own life at times. But I was surprised last night to find myself giddy with this idea that I don't have any control over what hasn't played out yet. It was freeing and made me feel fresh and giggly. And...because most of my work is romantically inspired in some way, it would come as no surprise that this one is too. I had begun to feel nervous about getting to know a new person. Not the bad knots in your stomach nervous, the swirling joy in your chest nervous. This was somewhat new for me, and was thrilled to feel inspired enough to write about it. Now, I'm sure you'll be able to figure out the story based on future poems, but for now, everything is red flagless and hopeful. I want to suspend this moment as long as possible, before any disappointments, awkwardness or ending occurs. Cross your fingers and toes with me :)

With a smile and a cotton candy heart,

Jess