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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Fear

Fear
We let it take over
Some will hide
Heart beating fast
Terrified that the status quo will change
Many turn to sabotage
If I make a mess for you to clean up
While you all deal with that
The fear thing will be off the table
Then, there are those that justify
Need to find a solid excuse
An airtight alibi, and then
It won't be my fault
I'll keep myself separate
Don't mess with my even-keel
Some get so scared
That they can only
ATTACK
Uncontrolled anger
YOU WILL NOT FUCK WITH MY WORLD
IF YOU DO I WILL GET YOU
They attack....verbally....physically
Some even need to start wars
They feed off the anger
Letting the black darkness
Mask their terror
You can't always recognize the "stuffers"
They pretend they're not afraid
Carefully scripted, presenting "I'm fine"
Meanwhile their physical and mental health suffers
From holding the thing in
In the end we are all
Terrified little children
Afraid of change
Afraid of what's different
Terrified that someone else's choices
Will mean ours are naught
And while it is perhaps admirable
In  some situations, to "be prepared"
In the end, all we can really ever do
Is to live in this moment, the one we are sitting in
For the past is done, it's lessons learned
And the future isn't here yet
Each person chooses what they will do
In each moment
And whether we choose a safety net
Or decide to go without
We will still face the fruits of that choice
You decide

Friday, March 29, 2013

Sweet Summer Morning

Soft and silky
Feels nice on bare shoulders
Blissfully quiet
Only birdsong to be heard
Curled up in a silk sheet
By the open window
Warm sunshine
Sweetly scented summer breeze
Tea and poems close at hand
The day is warm, delicious, open
There's no rush
Freedom
Sitting by the window
Wrapped up in a silk sheet
And this warm summer feeling

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Monday, March 25, 2013

Journeys

A choice
That strikes fear in their hearts
A debt owed?
The books are cleared now
Journey begun
Souls well met
Brave, broken, beautiful
Even some brave adventurers
Who walk their words
Each sharing a token
For the train
One who journeys
Forever grateful
Heart filled
Fresh, new wind blows
Each day begun anew


Sunday, March 24, 2013

Heaven's Last Outpost

We are similar
He and I
We come here a lot
He draws people
I see him pick the day's subject
And he works
Eyes alight, face earnest
Hands moving across the paper
His creation the entire world
In this moment
Sneaking a glance when he can
Like me
Taking a snapshot of a soul
And trying to capture the light
Behind their eyes
Do you know
The place we go
While we work
Is the only thing left
Of what I used to think
Might be a place called Heaven
Songwriters, musicians
Their work brings me there too
I will gladly keep coming back




Crooked

I can't help but grin
You're just walking through life
And you know, something's just off kilter
You're.......crooked somehow
Yes, that's it!
Crooked
Like something straight
That some occurrence or series of events
Has bent into a different shape
I suppose you could find that tragic
But I don't
You see I really SEE people
And I think the shapes
That life makes of us
Make us beautiful
I have never looked at a soul
And thought "How ugly"
So, it's alright for us to be crooked
I think that we are beautiful

Hope

Do you think perhaps
There is a place 
With warm sun
Where the soul is light 
Each morning is an adventure
Where we do not fear 
And souls are accepted 
As they are 
The sweet scent on the air
Creation, connection, openness 
When this place 
Is very, very heavy indeed
I tell myself 
That I will find such a place
While I still breathe 
And I have hope 

Getting Tangled / Everyday People

They reach out
Only wanting to share
And I stop
Playing my silly game
Do I stand
All the way in the light
This time
Let it's joy fill me
Only to be seared
When the dark comes
I always think
"This time I will not jump in"
And each time I do it anyway
For my soul finds people
Broken, beautiful people
Everyday people
Irresistible
And so I dive in
Going under
Getting all tangled up
And it's always such a joy
So amazing, beautiful
And, yes
So crazy, crazy painful
People just have no idea
A word, a gesture
Or our silence
We give each other such joy
And we hurt each other so
There it is again
Yeah, fucking ouch
I doubt I'll ever stop
Getting tangled up
I guess that's life
My time in the quiet places
In nature
And music
Keep my soul from being torn away
Life
Beautiful little walk isn't it?



Alone

Every day
Each soul
Learning
Joy
Pain
Connections
But the moment
When you finally realize
Your soul, in the end
Is alone on it's path
Despite the light we encounter
Along the way
Is all at once
The most beautiful freeing thing
And a freakish, heart-searing horror
But the truth IS
And we must not run from it
A soul not compromised
Is a soul on a solitary walk

Thoughts From An Interesting Week

I guess you just keep putting yourself out there
You rock it the way you believe it
Stay true to who you are
Some people will love you for it
Others will knock you down every chance they get
There will be times when you can't imagine getting through
Those moments show you strength you didn't know you had
They also teach you who your friends really are
When someone makes you sad
It's tempting to pull back, hide, protect yourself
I keep trying to do that but I find I can't
If I believe, if I love, I only know one way to do that
Big.
So yeah, fucking ouch, you know? Damn, people.
You know what though?
There is an amazing happy moment for every ouch
And I still love people
Tomorrow, I'm going to get up and put myself out there again
Because I know who I am
And this my life, my adventure
And I'm living it


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Frontiers

Open a window
Refreshing breeze, sweetest scent
Whispers "Hey, you're OK you know"
Encouraged,  you open a door
The light and air of truth
Alter you, and your view forever
Revealing a whole new world
"Do you mean, I can have any of it?"
And you think to yourself
How amazing is this?!
Then, one day you meet someone
Living without walls of any kind
And you realize in that moment
The only limits that exist
Are the ones you place on yourself

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The Thaw

Bring me to the sacred place
Take me in your arms
So cold inside, like ice and snow
Infuse me with your warmth
Imprisoned in this inner place
A place that no one's been
The spirit's fire cam set me free
And help me breathe again
Only in total freedom
Open spirit, body and.soul
A place to trust your very self
For once, just let it go
The sweetest peace
The joy of truth
The bliss of skin to skin
The gift we give is all we are
And so love enters in

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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Two Sides of a Soul

Is it possible to be

Raw but numb
Wise yet ignorant
Inspired and still hopeless
Energetic, yet pushed beyond fatigue

Can a person feel

Certain of their path but beaten down by obstacles

Beautiful but far too ugly to be seen

Strong enough to move mountains alone, yet need to be held, cherished and protected sometimes

Powerful but helpless

Do people see

A writer or a hack
A loyal friend or a joke
A brave traveller or a scared little mouse
An angel or a whore
A true original or just a bitch

Do you ever

Want to believe but can't find a foothold
Know, finally, that it's real but are terrified it will never be yours

I think perhaps, that's just how life feels sometimes. Or....is it just me?

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Sunday, March 17, 2013

Yes

Possibilities, endless
Logic, jettisoned
Should and safety, sent away
Sight, altered
Wonder, rediscovered

A wind blows through the soul, cool and refreshing - and a tingling fear mingles with anticipation and an inexplicable, solid YES.

To Be

Always, you've walked here
And there was comfort in the familiar
So you seek it again
The warmth, like an embrace
For a time perhaps,  it works
You are able to distract yourself
But in the end, it is empty
And you knew that was coming
It stings, it's almost a loneliness at first
This knowledge of your path
To change, embrace the unknown
But you've seen it, you know the truth
After all those years wondering
You know that it is real
And your life's truth lies there
It is your choice
Return to your sleep
Or to live
You have made your decision already
Allow yourself to be

Monday, March 11, 2013

Soul's Gift

For anyone going through or who has gone through a rough time, from one who stands close by, watches, feels and loves.

It's as if  your souls
Are on the outside
So beautiful
I see you
My brave ones
Fire not quenched
By the world's pain
Truth not silenced
By anything life brings
I feel tiny, powerless
For I can only watch
Stand close by
Love you
And my soul
Always reaching
Seeing, feeling
She picks up the thread
Touches your soul
Warmth to warmth
And light to light
She weeps
That the world is so cruel
To those so precious
But she smiles, too
For your fire, your beauty
The sheer light that you are
And the truth that you tell
With your walk
Can never be hidden or made dark
And so she stands
In this sweet, exquisite pain
Knowing it will always be like this
She will always stand close by
Remaining near to those
Whom the world does not always understand
But whom are the most precious gift of all

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Spirit, Freed

She's walking
Bright sun
Pieces of colored light
Scattered about
Heart, open
Mind, just watching as it all goes by
A mystery to some
Including herself, at times
Direction set, no plan
Just a slight smirk
It reaches the eyes
Spirit, freed

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The Speed of Summer

Skin, kissed by the sun
Flip flops, orange toenails
Perfect heat induced stupor
Blissful uncommitted hours
Find some soft shade
We can play for as long as you'd like
Sweet, slow exploration
Minutes, flowing nice and slow
Like so much honey
The speed of summer

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