Day by day

A bus seat held for one, 

present where the hurt begun.

A jacket meant to hide anguish away,

steadfast in the fractures of the day.

A silent fortress of support,

sees your value, knows your worth.

Two different umbrellas in the rain,

the subtlest reminders once again.

A meal for one disguised as two,

drawing closer still to you.

Calm that stills the racing mind,

comforting the heart all by design.

Fragments of love once lost to time,

start again, but don't rewind.

Leaving all the good and bad behind,  

unless you are convinced that love is blind.

KEC

aka Deo Volente 

8/31/26

Beginning to end

He'll be steadfast as a rock, 

go on in, no need to knock.

Lean on him, as the days go by,

because his love is destined not to die.

You should forget, he will recall,

what broke your heart winter to fall.

He will be the dream when nightmares wake,

mending all the pieces as they break.

When you're cold, he'll keep you warm,

be your shelter from the storm.

Guiding you to light when darkness calls,

he will always catch you when you fall.

You can be just who you are, 

fading sun or rising star.

With him there is no reason to pretend,

because he is your father and your friend, 

standing right beside you till the end. 

KEC

aka Deo Volente

8/31/2026

Thank you 10 & 5

The faces behind the voices, 

blurred by adult choices. 

Of flesh and blood be surely bound, 

yet bond in time cannot be found.

In truth, though miles apart, 

you're held inside my heart. 

DV

8/30/2026

Shards

A line or two both old and new, 

in brush strokes made of ink

blind, unable to think. 

Caught in the flow of things unseen

wedged between reality and dream

two faces in the mirror

shards, cracks and sliver.

Broken pieces, hard to mend

lies of a father, deceit of a friend.

Words become easy to recall

flying aimlessly above it all. 

Frozen both in time and space

for sake of soul, retreat in haste.

These shackles of the heart

prophetic and worlds apart.

Be it friend or foe beseech

the deeper the pain, the farther the reach.

These walls made out of skin

are shattered from within.

So tell me, when will we collide

within the steps of every stride.

Awake inside the day, 

seeing it that way.

When will the light blaze through like fire

to cause a misstep on that wire

that we have walked for years

in anguish and in tears. 

Two faces in one mirror see

what should have been and cannot be.

Each fragment hidden well 

inside a man-made hell. 

But heart was never turned to stone

and though a body flesh and bone

bears scars that tell the tale

this truth can tip the scale...

God's love will never fail.

KEC

aka Deo Volente

7/24/26

Hopeless or hopeful, I hope you choose the latter.

Bend until you break

under the weight of give and take. 

Because you are naive 

in fleeting hopes you still believe.

Sink until you drown

behind the shadows of every frown.

Because your smile will mask the pain

where your shattered dreams remain. 

Scream until you're through

inside the minutes old and new.

Because they're etched into your bone

every step you take alone.

Bury your dreams and hopes

because in this life they are ropes.

Used to strangle and restrain

yet without them you remain.

Broken, still the same...

but you'll learn to play their game.

KEC

aka Deo Volente

8/15/2026

Bend but never break

under the weight of give and take. 

Then start rolling up your sleeves 

Because in his way you believe.

Sink but never drown

bring your light to every frown.

Because your smile could be the rain

that will wash away their pain. 

Scream till you break through

all the moments old and new.

Till it's etched into your bone

that you'll never walk alone.

Do not bury dreams and hopes

cause in this life they are ropes.

Used to scale, ascend or hoist

and with them you'll find your voice,

beyond the hurt, beyond the shame...

knowing God loves you by name.

KEC

aka Deo Volente

8/29/2026

Nietzsche - thinking out loud

Nietzsche with your heart and soul, 

how could you be so brazenly bold. 

As to suggest that we rewind

but once again the hands of time.

That shackled us to darkest state, 

again and again by wretched fate.

To catch a glimpse of prism light, 

eluding us in the dead of night...

as we fought in our greatest fight.

Are you wrong, or are you right?

KEC

aka Deo Volente

7/11/2026

A thought

Such a crippling affliction that thing called envy, 

it dances about the mind with a double-edged sword,

and strikes at the heart with fury.

KEC

aka Deo Volente

6/27/26