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Sunday, November 25, 2012

Opal

Written while looking at the painting of the same title, "Opal" by Anders Zorn.

So, did it happen?
Were they real people
Or was it only
In the artists's view
The opalescent lake
Reflecting pink, and white
Like the skin
Of the two
Bare to the waist
Sitting in the grass
Surrounded by green
It doesn't matter
I suppose
If there ever was
Such a day
It is here
Before me
And so
It is happening
To me
I am one of the two
Gentle breeze blowing
Gazing at the water
A moment
Warm and free
I think
It must have happened
Yes, definitely

Q&A

Change
Inevitable
Journey
Begun
Answers
Few
Steps
Many
Passion
Embraced
Stones
Turned over
Storms
Weathered
Music
Always
Friends
Beautiful
Souls
Breathtaking
Destination
Real

I See You

As we walk
We gather
Soul Clutter
Carrying extra
We do not need
Twisting ourselves
Afraid to release our grip
I need this, we insist
Falling under the weight
Never once thinking
It doesn't have to be this way
Until another comes along
With clarity of sight
Which they've paid dearly for
Seeing what is real
And with them
A cleansing wind
Blows through your soul
The gift
Someone sees you!
Really sees YOU
Everything falls away
And you remember
Who you are


Real

There was a time
When I was real
No
I didn't have all the answers
But
My words
And my actions
Had no motivation
Save that of the moment
To be
To share
To smile
And, to love
Somehow, along the line
It got so much more complicated
Watching their eyes
Weighing the results
Am I OK?
Trying so hard, so hard
Body, mind and spirit
Tired and broken
In the vain effort
Getting OFF the ride now
It really doesn't matter
What anyone thinks
Or what they say
There will always be someone
To disapprove
I must be me
I must be real

Art, Yesterday and Today

Art
Reflects life
Our passions
What we believe
That which makes us
Who we are
I walk from room to room
Small snippets of life
Of history
Tiniest glimpses
Torn from the pages
Of time
So many ways
That we are similar
Our lives
Overlap
The things we hold dear
But from very beginning
We have devoted art
To war also
So many reasons
Have we found
To kill
Lashing out
As if in darkening
The light in another's eyes
We can somehow
Assure that ours will continue
Stupid man
Nothing is permanent
We all end
What will YOU leave behind?

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

What is Home?

Is it a place
Filled with memories?
Perhaps a person
The one whose heart
Arms, and soul
Accept and love you
Unequivocally
Unconditionally
Or is it
A feeling, maybe?
Inside of you
Deep down
That tells you
THIS IS RIGHT
HERE
We have found it
I've never been quite sure
This wandering heart
This seeking soul
But one day
I will find it

Poking and Peeking

You walk around the edges
You take a little peek
Here and there
Once in a while
You decide
You want to know more
And so you take a closer look
Begin poking around
But you aren't ready
You know it
And I know it
So you pull back
Revelation
Excavation
The truth of this life
It scares you
I know that
I can see
Be careful
One day
Your poking and peeking
Will reveal
More than you can handle
About yourself
About me
And about everything
You hold dear
And you'll need to
Reconcile that
Won't you?



Fuel From Within

When you want change
Where will you find the drive
The energy?
How will you overcome
The obstacles
I have learned this:
The answers
Aren't going to fall from the sky
Like magic
Nothing you've done or been
Makes you "deserve" them
Your husband, wife or lover
They can't help you
The momentum
It comes from YOU
The light for the road
Is the light within your own soul
The drive to make it happen
Has to be from  you
And you alone
If you are lucky
You will be blessed
To walk with like-minded souls
To make the journey sweeter
But you must be
Your own fuel
You and you alone



Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Tired

I'm tired
Of nothing being right
Of fighting for things
That don't matter to me
Anymore
Of shackles
Limitations
Finances
And
I'm terrified
That it won't change
And I will never find
That feeling
Home
And that fire 
To match mine
This
Isn't 
Working

Monday, November 5, 2012

Good Enough

I know how you feel
It isn't good enough, right?
Show the world a brave face
But in the dark
Alone
You can find no peace
There are so many
Questions
No warmth
To stave off
The doubts
Sweet release
To help you forget
Does it seem sometimes
That we could never
Shed enough light
For all this sorrow and darkness?
But in the morning
You get up
And you do it again
The way you do
And it does matter
It really does
Did you know that?
It does make a difference
You will probably never know
How much
Walk on
Beautiful soul
And know that YES
It is more than good enough

Carry On's

What will you choose
To carry with you?
Only what matters
I don't want to be lost
In the dark, the cold
But
I have your light
And
You have mine
There are times
When that's all there is
And maybe that
Is all we really need
To carry on

I Believe In Now

I see more than you think
Perhaps you could say the same
People like a sure thing
But life is messy
Doors open and close
Days tumble on
Colors of the heart
Music of the soul
Do you know
That some things
Will never be OK?
It's true, you know
That's why I believe
In now
And why I've come to believe
In embracing in this life
What is real, warm and beautiful
Moments of connection
Not to be taken lightly
Can build their own stairway
Believe
Love
Share

Losing Fear

Fear
Is wasted time
Clock ticks away
Moments lost
A choice
To live
In this moment
Yesterday will visit
With her consequences
And clean-ups
And we give her
What we must
This doesn't stop us
From taking NOW
Owning it
And building something
Real

Sunday, November 4, 2012

A Walk With Friends


Fun, laughter
Shines a light
A connection, a smile
Touch, without meeting
Beautiful souls
Open, feels like......freedom
They get it
They get me
Passionate about life
Creative, authentic
Real
Rocking each new day
Just damned sweet
Hanging with you
A walk with friends
Truly
A moment to be thankful for

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Thoughts From The Edge

Don't be dramatic
Keep it off others
It's not their problem
Take steps daily
Put in the work 
You'll get there
Never give up
You know what?
That's all true
And yes
I am strong
And YES
I will get there
But there are some days
When it seems so damned
Far away
When the obstacles
Feel insurmountable
They are pretty big, actually
That's the truth
But they CAN be conquered
I guess sometimes
I just get tired
Impatient
It's hard to stay on your perch
When you want to soar