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Posted: 9/21/2009 2:46:51 AM | more gathering from this week's poetic wandering....
I once heard a story from a dear friend
which hauntingly drew me in.....
she had only recently lost her mum
for cancer had taken her quickly
and though she was not a warm motherly woman
from beyond this realm she called my friend.....
for years their relationship had been strained
abusive she was beyond all reason
but in the end a message she did send....
for in that call through the wind that blew
was played just a tune my friend knew....
it was the one thing her mother had shared
the one memory she held of loving moments when she cared
when she taught her daughter this one tune on the piano
and so when the phone rang and all she heard
was that tune through the windy sound
something caught my friend from beyond
for she just knew it was her mother around.....
now many wanted to not believe
such a thing could happen
but my friend was convinced most assuredly
and then it happened again quite unbelievably.....
not six months after her mother had passed
her father followed suit also from cancer
shocking my friend and her family
having hoped their years with him would still be many
but within a short time after his passing
her phone rang one day when no one was home
and so her answer machine started recording.....
my ears did hear the message conveyed
again just a song was played
from long ago when her father was young
going back to when my dear friend's life had just begun.....
I will never forget the sound of that call
as if from so far away
but all who heard the message when played
were blown away by the miracle that day
Short Poem ( I guess}
written 9/18/2009 4 57 AM with slight edit this morning | |
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Posted: 9/21/2009 2:55:16 AM | First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2009 1 09 AM
while those who disagree are assigned a wilted dew
flowers droop low and slowly fade from view
each petal once picked to see if love was true
would start a new courtship as if on cupid cue
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Posted: 9/19/2009 2 12 AM
until he is strong enough to stand......alone
first a boy...then a man all grown
yet within each person
the child does remain
sometimes imprisoned
where once was promised land
but no one was there to give them a hand
and help them up to be able to stand
for we all know we tend to fall
when no one is there at all
until we can see
there is a certain beauty
in being in solitary
for only then in this imaginary prison
do we tend to find door number one
the one that connects us with everyone
then our real life has just begun
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Posted: 9/20/2009 12 04 PM
I guess flag waving's easier than treason
but then maybe it's finally the season
to put down all arms and open the other kind
the human kind that always feels pleasin'
because all too soon we will be freezing
as winter cold begins to blow
already the Fall winds throw
a frosty mist greeting us
on this eve of the Autumn Equinox | |
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Posted: 9/21/2009 3:01:32 AM | LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 9/16/2009 7 28 PM
just greed, misery, grime on us grate
as if this is our permanent state
hoping there is no heaven's gate
for surely it can not be our fate.....
unless none of this is really real
'cuz I can't believe this is the whole deal
living selfishly as if it doesn't matter
if the whole world is just organic splatter.....
..............
Posted: 9/18/2009 1 46 AM
like a seeder full of grain but nary a plow
sun beating down dripping sweat off my brow
stepping lightly to avoid the pats from the cow
as the day rolls by into night and right now
waking up from that dream disappearing from view
once upon a time I would have dreamed of you
but these days my life seems sort of brand new
juggling three jobs and my youngest son too
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Posted: 9/18/2009 7 09 PM
now it's my turn
to not just live, but to learn
to remember it's all not what you earn
course that never stopped me living richly
for even in my poorest times
my spirit felt lifted and free from harm...well, mostly...
though there have been moments full of alarm
when my illusions were shattered completely
...............
Posted: 9/20/2009 12 07 PM
not having very much to say
it seemed his sole goal was to play
or maybe it was his soul role in a way
for he was a child it seemed every day
yes he helped me laugh and feel genuinely gay
taking life lightly even when skies were grey
his wonderful energy shone like the sun's ray
until he got scared and ran away
.............
Posted: 9/21/2009 1 25 AM
your crucible availed and free
within the light shining brightly
alone this night sleepy yet happy
while all is quiet writing poetry
the weekend passed much too quickly
with services and colleagues sickly
today the equinox makes its mark
as balance comes of light and dark | |
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Posted: 9/21/2009 3:03:28 AM | to love forevermore
with no one keeping score
no more crying on the floor
feeling abandoned at one's core....
when suddenly through tearful gaze
a light shines through the fluid haze
now catching your attention
like a sign's been sent from heaven.....
the moon has come to help you
its bright light appearing at night
as if to gently guide you
bringing calm and wonder back to view.....
for in those times we feel we're losing our minds
in those moments we're wishing for company
if the moon should shine upon your face
within your heart will love embrace....
for moonlight fills us up with grace
The Moon
Posted: 9/19/2009 2 12 AM | |
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Posted: 9/21/2009 3:04:32 AM | HAIKU (Not a Game)
Posted: 9/19/2009 5:35:02 AM
autumn coolness sight
breeze streaming through leaves gleaming
catching the sunlight
following cold night
with many stars shining bright
beckoning to me
wrapped in a blanket
see milky way galaxy
miracle vision
this starlit ocean
magically filled emotion
clearly a blessing | |
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Posted: 9/21/2009 3:08:08 AM | the wings of possibility
offering me their gift
so very carefully I put them on
wondering if they would fit
they'd been buried for so long
now uncovered from under the ground
we'd forgotten them as we took the wrong turn
now finding again perhaps we could learn
to fly with the birds after all
and not worry if we would fall
for falling we have always done
whenever we had pointed the gun
feeling the weight of them
their feathers had grown strong but thin
I ran to try and fly with them
realizing my body was too heavy
perhaps it was my mind not free
to fly with new found possibility
so I sat with these wings to think about things
then tried again when I lifted easily
catching the currents of energy
feeling weightlessness of body
feeling the lightness of being
within me my boundaries were freeing
like an eagle my eyes could see
all the lost hope of humanity
asking for help was clearly heard
as I flew with those wings but not free as a bird
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/21/2009 1 53 AM | |
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:04:28 AM | gathering a few more written round this shore the last couple of weeks....
LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 9/25/2009 6 28 AM
for the summer garden's final de-beaning
and ocean swimming will need weaning
for Autumn is here and the light of the year
is starting to darken with winter so near
condensation greeting me each morning
feeling a coolness with hardly a warning
did we really have just one month of summer fun?
well at least we now have the beauty of Autumn
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Posted: 9/26/2009 319 AM
this feels like heaven even if it's the other place
can't get home again....feeling lost in space
but where is my family to tour the galaxy
wondering will I find my state of grace
alone with these words that fill the page
like solitary actors upon the stage
each of us writing our various parts
each of us sharing our souls and hearts
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Posted: 9/27/2009 7 16 AM
how this would weigh in on my own fate
yes there's horror for sure in our human state
and torture of the most horrific kind
out there in the world and in here in my mind
but there's also beauty beyond imagination
even in souls that are born with the dragon
to me I find everything quite extraordinary
both extremes enticing my fascination
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Posted: 9/29/2009 125 AM
this is the way I will stay
yet change is inevitable, they say,
for nothing can stop the moving of energy
especially all things evolutionary
this is the way I shall be eventually
living and loving the emotional play
of connecting with others so far away
like the moon and the sun that rise each day
...............
Posted: 9/29/2009 6 55 AM
remind me there's a price for being free
for getting caught up in subjectivity
forgetting we choose to think negatively
or losing ourselves in false fantasy
there's always a price for being free
yet equally we also can see
though darkness comes to us nightly
beauty shines from our eyes brightly
...............
Posted: 10/1/2009 228 PM
a spiralling spirit that leaves us behind
caught in the dark recesses of our mind
remembering back to a joyous time
when life was fresh like a summer rain
sprinkling down to cool the hot ground
magically easing the feeling of pain
remembering when walking hand in hand
meant you were lovers cherishing the land
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Posted: 10/2/2009 745 AM
some days it's all the same
not playing into the game
taking time to feel the pain
knowing it will happen again
some days you just must rest
take a break from this life's test
knowing you're just like all the rest
just trying to do your best
.................
Posted: 10/2/2009 2:02:51 PM
steeling loves as souls depart
leaving emptiness in the heart
or fullness with remembering
times together celebrating
births and deaths are cherishing
all the love we feel
wondering with the weathering
is any of it real?
....................
Posted: 10/2/2009 201 PM
you my dear are the camel
gee, ice, now ya got me baffled
where do I go with a line like that?
might as well call me a cat
for that I could relate a bit more
slinking around four paws on the floor
jumping on laps offered free to explore
purring just right so I'm loved that much more
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Posted: 10/3/2009 12 26 PM
time to make another band of wicks
for my candlemaking project
to fill my many candlesticks
some are made of silver, some of brass
some are made of porcelain
but most are made of glass
for on a dark autumn night
it's candlelight that eases my fright
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Posted: 10/4/2009 6 58 AM
cheeks flushed, lips chaffed, eyes danced in never ending time
i'm back as a child skating with my brothers
on ice drawing a very fine line
laughing as the ice starts cracking
but knowing when to stop
and jump away from risk that day
we hopped upon the rocks
then walked home slowly down the railroad tracks
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Posted: 10/5/2009 312 AM
our hands together lips apart
I beg for forgiveness from deep in my heart
where once I thought I could stand apart
now it's our bond I try and impart
hands together, lips apart
I pray for a sense of peace to start
within my own being when love's left my heart
and I dance to ignite light with my art | |
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:10:22 AM | waking in the night
reading here the poetry
feeling words so tenderly
hearts reaching
finding
holding
showing
sharing love
souls so open
tears rise in me
touching deeply
so much love wishing
wishing
for arms to hold me
in reality
lately sadness touches me
reading and writing here
knowing we all are real
feeling
feeling
words escape me
yet release me
touching my core
as the tears slowly
roll down my cheeks
The Fireside
Posted: 9/28/2009 1036 PM | |
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:11:27 AM | The Train Journey....the freedom express
Posted: 9/28/2009 1108 PM
early in my years abroad
I got to see spoons played
clicking and clacking
with hand and leg slapping
creating such wonderful tapping
they changed my view of cutlery
to hear them played so musically!
..............
a very dark night
words have taken flight
waking me from sleep
feeling the quiet deep
as the train moves swiftly
a welcoming is heard
for all to come aboard
feel the sanctuary
found here through poetry
freedom of expression
always offered, always open
too dark to see stars
my beloved dome is black
remembering times of past
when light would shine
on all who stood
beneath her glass
lost in the reverie
dancing openly
arms so lovingly
holding me
but now I am alone
in this room
only darkness above me
though I know others are here
I see nobody
feeling empty
feeling full
sanctuary
still a pull
to let myself move
and twirl in this space
maybe I'll remember
that feeling of grace
as a hand ever so gently
touches my face | |
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:17:49 AM | First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/23/2009 1227 AM
stop pushing it's now time to pull
and help each other out of this hell
for this ditch we all rolled into
is mighty deep with sides so steep
we thought it was a wishing well
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Posted: 9/24/2009 7 29 AM
honestly though it's only common sense
to know whatever faults I carry
are quite often the same with everybody...
yes, sometimes we all take life too seriously
and just as equally, there are times we're just so silly
letting the children within us take over
tapping that 'grown-up' on the shoulder
scolding us for letting ourselves grow older
forgetting once upon a time we sang that counting song,
'there were ten in the bed and the little one said roll over!'
or the other one starting with a hundred bottles of beer on the wall...
no wonder Humpty Dumpty had a great fall!
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Posted: 9/24/2009 9 42 PM
he never would have made it into a nursery rhyme
if falling to pieces wasn't such a crime
for no matter how long you stand in the assembly line
they can never put you back together again
without those cracks showing all the time
and should you find a forceful presence
knocking you again off balance
all too soon when the sun meets the moon
your egg cracks open in the middle of the ocean
and you float away on a wave so sublime
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Posted: 9/25/2009 6 40 AM
with an aching head ringing hells bells
if one partakes in drinking those coktails
but if one ingests that wonderful album instead
then good 'ole Traffic will enlighten your ears
and you will return to those early college years
when life was full of passion
and young men were in fashion
when illusion was not confusing
and parties just happened spontaneously
we lived quite happily with little responsibility
though for some studying was a bit of a joke
with more than an occasional toke
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Posted: 9/25/2009 3 20 PM
it all seemed so easy to see
back in the seventies
we were freely exploring the territory
quite often with smoking organically
and yes, one could find focus
on all that was taught us
for we had good teachers finally
gratefully learning more deeply
ahhh...synchronicity autumn fantasy....
open it carefully
or the moment will be lost
feel this season's reverie
before the touch of frost
the winds are rising strongly
creating shadows in the trees
let's share a nature hike
before the air does freeze
and while we walk
and talk of things not ordinary
let's bring along your famous bong
I remember back in the seventies
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Posted: 9/26/2009 4:00:18 AM
I'll keep my bottom lip to a natural taste
safely tucked in the pocket by my hip just in case
for there's not much else that slows down my pace
helping me see beyond the ordinary
helping me be and remember we're all extraordinary
walking through the forest of my memory
seeing a shadow or two hiding behind trees
or maybe a fairy floating on the breeze
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Posted: 9/27/2009 716 AM
not much will be different of that I am certain
yet they say we are always exactly where we are meant to be
but we keep going backwards it seems....pretty obviously...
everywhere there's more confusion
could this really be a sign of evolution?
seems to me we evolve very very slowly
climbing the ladder and falling often
(cuz we're really quite clumsy)
taking those steps with so much uncertainty
seeing the destruction of our lives, our bodies, our planet and our cities
how can they say evolution has its day
when so many are lost in the polluted decay
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Posted: 9/27/2009 10:02:23 AM
with one thing alone - kind interaction
sometimes just shows with the glow of attraction
for being cruel to another is such an infraction
and who knows how far the ripples go
when are hearts are closed in our action
we can really create a domino reaction
for energy moves constantly
rippling through the air
we can help others feel love with a smile
or make them feel cold with a stare | |
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:19:24 AM | crayons dipped in phoenix fire
Posted: 10/4/2009 12:04:28 AM
welcome dear ash
so good to see you back
here in your home
that had no phone
three jobs i know well
running to work before the bell
living a sort of desperate hell
trying to fill an empty wishing well
really just trying to stay afloat
sailing the ocean in a little row boat
carried along as the waves rise and fall
holding on to your heart and soul's call
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Posted: 10/4/2009 12:45:01 AM
reading the poems you're bringing home
very powerful
very real
especially the one two above
written in blood
touching a cord deep within
may not have shared as much addiction
but then who's kidding who
when we each know our own affliction
just because no text book labels you ill
does not mean there's not an imbalance still
for we all have tasted the blood in our youth
the dark sides of life changing our view of truth
altering our existence
and though we might write, sing and dance
and smile when given the chance
there's a deep darkness within
where light's never been
so all our life
with a torch so very bright
we search for the cave
where our soul has been saved
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Posted: 10/5/2009 1:27:40 AM | First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/27/2009 7:04:48 PM
of souls too sick to sing
of feet too weak for dancing
of arms to old to hold
of hearts that have turned cold
of minds too closed to see
there is an unspoken unity
that's carried us through eternity
may not keep us all from harm
but may just help when we feel alarm
of the most horrendous kind
when the bomb and the gun
fill the landscape not with grass
but with ammunition
when the air we breath
poisons us daily
when the water we drink
has a very peculiar taste and stink
when the skies unfold not with sun
but pollution
yet holes in the atmosphere
mean the sun is to be feared...
no wonder souls are too sick to sing
and feet too weak for dancing
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Posted: 9/30/2009 7:06:01 AM
flown here under power
of each other's eyes
though sometimes it's the power
of each other's lies
that often can't be hidden
when looked within with reflection
if only we could stop them
at their first conception
if only we could be free
of our own perception
that we need to be
greater than we really are
if only we realized this
then honesty would go far
then maybe we would all see
that divine spark of humanity
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Posted: 9/30/2009 1148 AM
then seem to belong to a jerk
always taking sick days off of work
thinking no one can see their irresponsibility
thinking they are more justified to try and lie
not realizing their false cry
makes it real hard on the other guy
or maybe not caring is really why...
living each day in a selfish display
forgetting we're all in this together
so share the load before we're so old
our hearts have gone cold
our bones grown small holes
and before we know it
the days speed by faster ...
then suddenly we're put out to pasture
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Posted: 10/1/2009 7 29 AM
an ice bag is a great way to relieve the pain
you say it's the way to ease sunburn
but also if drinking you can't refrain
when you wake the next morning
without any warning
your head starts hurting
you feel like cursing
all day you'll be nursing the pain
then the room starts spinning all over again
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Posted: 10/2/2009 2 25 PM
forces me to put my disguise on
always wanting to keep the illusion
but knowing everybody can see
what's real and what's imaginary....
except here in this cyberspace kingdom
alone we reveal what we wish with freedom
hoping at least some of these fish have no reason
to show a false side of their fins....
of course we're all guilty of many sins
but behind each profile and poem
is not just a projected vision
but really a whole person....
if only they would just let us in
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Posted: 10/4/2009 2 33 AM
my whole life long
my heart's been sad
if we are so good
then why are we bad?
why do we hurt each other so much
when we know we can heal with just our touch?
why do we jump to yell, shout and scream
when we hold the key to a divine kingdom?
why do we treat our world the worst
never fulfilling our material thirst?
we lie, cheat and steal
then blame the game for our poor deal
when some come along
saying none of it's real
but then if that was the case
what's the point of being here in the first place?!
my heart twists and turns
for the freedom it yearns
my soul cries as it learns
sometimes love really burns
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Posted: 10/4/2009 3 00 PM
as I dream of your feathery bed
your shoulder there to rest my head
feel your arms hold me closely
as we stay awake, mostly,
spending the night in sensual delight
where our bodies repeatedly take flight
for lust and passion are not just attraction
but a sacred energy of intimacy
where two completely become one body
letting down any wall or boundary
feeling our unity from deep within
where nothing is hidden
and compassion can open
so love can blossom again
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Posted: 10/5/2009 3:04:49 AM
observed from lack of love
we fill our hearts with cold blue blood
and in the sky flies not the white dove
for dark clouds are gathering above
blocking the bright warm light of the sun
while the rain beats down on everyone
washing the make-up from the clown
soaking our souls as well as the ground
we stop looking up and just look down
no smiles are sought while we all frown
observed from the lack of love | |
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Posted: 10/18/2009 5:43:57 PM | more to gather...scattered the last couple of weeks....
LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 10/6/2009 5:06:43 AM
a blood red tear due to flow
when young it was all she'd know
but as she grew her tears turned blue
feeling heartache as you do
when one's soul deeply beckons you
searching for love that feels true
where tears will not from sadness flow
but tears of joy will lovingly show
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Posted: 10/7/2009 6 28 AM
no one can take away my muse
or understand what it all entails
trudging up steep and muddy trails
watching others fill their sails
catching the strong wind of the word
written often from deep within
sharing stories some poignant, some absurd
growing the bond of friend connection
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Posted: 10/8/2009 745 AM
encouraging each without sorrow
grown from sadness joy will follow
if we view all our lives graciously
if we see our sorrow gratefully
if we really know it's all essential
to who we are this day
to all we have to say
to how we love each day....
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Posted: 10/10/2009 7:02:18 AM
it can not be taken for granted
even when seeing things a bit slanted
even when killing everything planted
hoping to find more gold down that mine
yes, life is a lesson and really is blessed
if only we'd all see it this way
course some say we're here just passing through
while we still need to learn a thing or two
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Posted: 10/10/2009 1 20 PM
no matter what the cost
it's time we all defrost
our selfishness growing in strength
that lingers and clings to hatred's stench
so many egos void of heart or soul
believing their being's the final goal
thinking of others as no worth at all
will they ever see we're all equal?
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Posted: 10/11/2009 7 15 AM
are we just shovelling bigger piles
under rugs that now cover miles
hoping no one sees the mess we create
that everyone knows we can't obliterate
we've become pros at actions that desecrate
creating life threatening waste at an alarming rate
oh yes, we shovel it far away out into space
yet one day it really will destroy this place
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Posted: 10/16/2009 7:35:36 AM
get a room and get out of my face
you've been dragging me down
now lost in a state of disgrace
your love is like a ten ton weight
burying me and locking the gate
yet I am strong in my burial ground
taking the time to calm myself down
shedding each layer until I am found
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Posted: 10/16/2009 731 PM
love no longer the dance
maybe for some with two left feet
but for others the taste of love is still just as sweet
as it has always been like a savoured dream....
when love lights up our earthly kingdom
the trees seem to smile as lovers walk by
arm in arm they glide to their magic carpet ride
then hover and soar as they take to the sky
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Posted: 10/16/2009 8 30 PM
forever to welcome me
energy held out lovingly
heart opening gratefully
spirit filled body
moving gracefully
on a rainbow lightbeam
hoping to catch a glimpse of wisdom
as the gates of heaven begin to open
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Posted: 10/17/2009 1226 AM
making the points of religion secondary
especially when they turn to page three
of the Sun's journey with the ministry
for they all want to toss it in the bin
but then one might venture a second opinion
and out it comes to be pondered again
for what is it about women and 'sin'
that leaves nothing to the imagination?
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Posted: 10/17/2009 1109 PM
i want us to disappear, to erase our past loves
as our presence envelops us completely
blanketing us in loving sincerity
where each feels the depth of humility
and overwhelming compassion
as our senses open to feel the passion
each part of our sensual exploration
rising in energy like waves of the ocean
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Posted: 10/18/2009 345 PM
till then I'll keep cookin' with cumin
my curry's so hot almost unedible by human
the last one who ate it, he truly was fumin'
and where he was smokin' looked just like a dragon
on fire he was with eyes teary and glazed
his face a bright red edging towards a purple haze
he reached for some water but his mind was crazed
and so it was his last meal that ended his days | |
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Posted: 10/21/2009 5:48:45 PM | we are
the mirror
the observer
and the reflection
all pondering creation
and in the pondering
we are creating
for who's to say
anything exists
before we ponder it?
perhaps imagination
and our fascination
brings realisation
in a world
where illusion often
causes confusion
yet a spinning crystal
catching the light
will delight
as the dancing
rainbow prism
brings elation
and if an autumn leaf
appears in your path
painted strokes of fire
stops you in your tracks
such exquisite beauty
contained in the tiny leaf
seems beyond belief
as the energy of our imagination
released in all creation
returns to the reflection
for we are the mirror
the observer
and the observation
Poems of light and mind
Posted: 10/14/2009 458 AM | |
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Posted: 10/21/2009 5:51:02 PM | HAIKU
Posted: 10/16/2009 400 AM
darkness of morning
walking in the wet grey light
rain for company
sinking in puddles
feeling earth's soothing softness
as she drinks the rain
walking in the rain
in rhythm with the raindrops
not missing a beat
light begins to rise
lifting eyes to the wet sky
as I drink the rain | |
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Posted: 10/21/2009 5:52:48 PM | Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 10/16/2009 416 PM
there is a stillness i see
within the presence
of my residents
as if only this moment matters
then filling with happiness
a lightness of being
that becomes contagious
and in their smile
joy overwhelms me......
there is agitation i see
a clear frustration
over feeling no memory
of knowing something is wrong
but can't put their finger on
"what has happened to me?"
and in their sadness
tears fill me.....
notes from being with our elders
with dementia and alzheimers | |
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Posted: 10/22/2009 12:27:03 AM | 'reckless abandon'
losing all hope of sanity
finding joy in feeling crazy
freedom to be whatever you wish
sitting here writing with these other dear fish
so can anybody really be a different somebody?
aren't we always ourselves, even a facsimile?
even those who's profiles are made up of hard sells
still I think their essence comes through quite visibly
while here in our sphere of writing poetry
it's our hearts and souls that we expose
because no rules do we impose
so we can follow wherever the thought goes
while some will write completely freely
others often are very cheeky
and still others seem to be a bit sneaky
as we all choose our words with care
we read and write often late in the night
or wake the next morning with words outpouring
oh yes, quite often our words are not softly spoken
but spring forth with freedom and reckless abandon!
The Train Journey....the freedom express
Posted: 10/7/2009 7 37 AM | |
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Posted: 10/24/2009 5:41:13 AM | bringing more home.... remembering on these and the eight lines,
the first line is never mine, but offered from the poet before....
what I love about them is it feels like a passing of energy through our poetry.....
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 10/6/2009 518 AM
can you ever be true?
can you ever be through
with seeking love outside of you?
why do we wish for happiness
from another as if they're our mother
and guardian of our heart's desire?
as if they are the ones that light our fire....
as if they will give meaning for us to live
and they will give meaning for us to give
when it is from within we feel our passion
and from within we feel our compassion....
here we find loving men and women
fishing for love as if it's our duty
wishing to catch each other's beauty
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Posted: 10/6/2009 6 30 AM
to one and all
our hearts do call
for us to gather here
in this writing sphere
where joy is shared
and some sadness too
where hugs are virtual
but always come through!
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Posted: 10/7/2009 908 PM
I just put up my Xmas tree!
Oh what fun to be so free
and not do it predictably
as part of your December decor,
but to put up your tree now in October!
Gosh, you really inspire me
and actually there is a bit of empathy
for all year shining here at night
are last year's blue christmas lights!
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Posted: 10/8/2009 746 AM
caught up in my youth
learned not to tell the truth
hoping someone would see
hoping somebody would help me
coming to know it's all essential
still learning to live gratefully
coming to know it's the path we all sow
living truth fully will set us free
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Posted: 10/8/2009 106 PM
it's a way to pass time like throwing a ball
or just sitting back and watching it all
oh I knew that line preaching total honesty
sounded way too corny
but that's what happens sometimes
when you're trying to make these rhymes
bending words to try and match each line
well now you know I'm just passing time
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Posted: 10/9/2009 657 AM
wow, you're hot, you make my day!
let's not go to work, but stay home and play
now climb back into bed and into my arms
and I will show you the depth of my charms
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Posted: 10/9/2009 5 02 PM
your distress
leads to our success
for we are the best
at making you believe
in your vulnerability
which then leads
to our invincibility
when we know really
we have no humility
and any sincerity
is genuinely empty
for all that matters
is filling our coffers
from our false offers
to you paupers....
this is the way
to survive today
in a world that's gone wild
offering nothing for the child
unless they can do their part
learning the salesman's art
of taking advantage of
the human heart | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 5:03:28 AM | still catching up....feels like a never ending project!
Old Souls......only
Posted: 10/21/2009 711 PM
...."wept by seas, tied upon the ocean of a soul"....
your words take hold
undefined they stroke my mind
letting go
floating
lulled by waves beneath me
feeling ocean support me
then bury me | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 5:04:26 AM | ~ In 6 Lines or Less ~
Posted: 10/21/2009 627 PM (edited slightly today)
tonight's inspiration
black velvet darkness
black velvet softness
two siamese cats sleeping
their bodies creating
perfect yin yang formation | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 5:15:08 AM | First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 10/10/2009 737 AM
onto the dance floor for some bump and grind
careful not to slip on that orange rind
fell from your drink still sipping in time
while your fingers fit easilly into mine
here, dear one, let me put that drink down
so we can see how we really fit spinning round
they've changed the tune now to slow way down
and in our dance perhaps love can be found
feeling your heart beat close to mine
my feet seem to be lifting off the ground
your arms hold me tenderly near my spine....
so much delight dancing with you this night
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Posted: 10/10/2009 9 02 PM
this all feeds into little love bites
the kind that hurt but sort of feel nice
guess it's really a rather small price
to pay for the chance of love one day....
for from this sort of flirtatious play
can come the feeling you want to stay
but you know better than go home with a stranger
so you just keep dancing the night away....
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Posted: 10/18/2009 2 11 PM
forcing you to try to remain the same
because that is the name of this insane game
not standing out or up for your right
keeping heart and mind shut, locked safely tight
bottom lip must not quiver even alone at night
or someone might see you crying with fright
forcing us all to not speak out truthfully
lines confused on where is their loyalty
keeping us caged so we can't move freely
controlling our rage with drugs prescribed heavily
controlling our age buying beauty surgically
or living our lives mostly invisibly
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Posted: 10/19/2009 7 23 AM (edited today)
singed lives collect to dance near the flame
as a firefly flitters in the bright heat
darting the flames 'till it singes its wings
with tiny burns scalding its feet
the firefly lives to find a mate with its light
magical flickers in the dark of night
playing a rhythm only she knows
so in the darkness his love really glows
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Posted: 10/21/2009 5:08:43 PM
time to be honest and call it
fat chance you won the lottery today!
if so, I give you a huge hooray!
so what'chya gonna do with all that money?
did ya ever think things would suddenly be so sunny?
bet you thought it was only a tease
but now life has changed and become such a breeze....
gosh.... you've done it against all odds
well, if you gave some away, you'd get many approving nods....
why don't you offer some to those who have nothing at all
cuz spending it solely on you seems a real selfish call
and for all those who paid to build your win up so high
feeling very depressed to lose to such a guy
so please, offer some to those who have none....
go on...I dare you....at least try
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Posted: 10/21/2009 948 PM
as for me, I'd rather not....
course I have at times
been caught stirring the pot...
was banned with the others
defending our rhymes
these days I try to stay out of the fray
keep my heart open along with my mind
but when some are sent packing
because their tact is lacking
I feel a sadness that's hard to define
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Posted: 10/22/2009 216 AM
then laugh at your expense
I know it makes no sense
but sometimes my mind is dense
taking life too seriously
then just as quickly
it flips a switch
and suddenly I'm really giggly
good thing or I'd be such a bytch
(oops....sorry rosie...somehow missed this page entirely)
let it go and just forgive it
stay in the moment and gratefully live it
for life is here to feel it all
the highs and lows and even the falls
for when we're down flat on the ground
it's ok to stay there and look around
feel the earth support from below
see the sky and the stars aglow
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Posted: 10/23/2009 9:03:08 PM
burn in flames as our policies fail
to help the people through this gale
of economic deprivation hale
bombarding us and dashing our hope
of finding fulfillment on this downhill slope....
working so hard barely able to cope
with all our debt that keeps mounting
just wishing to run free through a fountain
or perhaps find freedom in a wishing well
instead of struggling through this economic hell....
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Posted: 10/24/2009 904 PM
I gotta pull over, there's a cop on my ass
his flashing blue lights appeared so fast
scared me instantly I'm shittin' my pants
fvck it, does he think I'm a dealer perchance?
ahhh, he's struttin' his stuff here at my window
I've honestly had enough of his false innuendo
he's stopped me quite wrongly knowing I'm innocent
claiming my plates told him I have an expired license
my blood starts to boil and I know I must recoil
but my mouth can't stop now and I say it's a lie
the shock on his face could never replace
my contempt of his using his badge just to spy | |
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Posted: 10/25/2009 5:23:33 AM | LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 10/18/2009 1127 PM
can i steal a little kiss?
feeling oh so mischievous
together finding happiness
under the new moon darkness
letting our bodies feel their bliss
something we both have missed
thought it's taking a little risk
loving you with a bit of a twist
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Posted: 10/19/2009 1117 PM
just as plain and sane and as boring as can be
trying to find someone at least to dance with me
of all the fish swimming in this vast territory
seems it's the sharks calling the shots and so obscenely
or the players who appear incredibly charming
too good to be true is always alarming
I don't care one bit for amassing some bling
so don't try to lure me if you're only after one thing
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Posted: 10/20/2009 624 PM
eyes of fire with hearts of hate
how did we come to be in this state?
my deepest wish is it's not too late
to find some reverence, peace and grace
but you and I are wild too,
in the deep and soaring tides if we just let go
of imagined pain and all this woe
for we are the whale, the hawk and the doe
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Posted: 10/21/2009 617 AM
coffee cups filled together for winter's frost
lining the streets for heat of all who are lost
found in the parks or their box...homes for the homeless
fell through the cracks too strained from life's stress
working the streets where the rich drive on by
sometimes stopping for some sex on the sly
girls sell their soul so their drugs they can buy
enslaved are the brave to keep paying the guy
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Posted: 10/21/2009 547 PM
one by herself in a mirrored frown
remembering the day she wore a wedding gown
only it wasn't the gown her mother had saved
but a dress left over from a stranger's shop stage
remembering that day she said her vows
feeling lost in a blaze of why's and how's
room full of strangers, no family near
inside she felt shy with growing fear
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Posted: 10/23/2009 7 29 AM
be thankful, there is plenty
especially felt when it's sunny
and, though I know this spiritually,
I remember the feeling when there wasn't any
when the bills were mounting
and the children were crying
when life seemed to be defying
all the hope I kept applying
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Posted: 10/23/2009 328 PM
i landed softly in you
energy passing through
an invisible pulse
stirring your soul
nothing to hold onto
so nothing to let go
just a feeling deep within
whispering freedom
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Posted: 10/23/2009 956 PM
will you still feel the need
when we're wheelchaired and very old
to sit with blankets on our knees
and share a pipe of acapulco gold?
i have had this vision for many a year
gathering with loved ones who've always felt dear
jamming and playing like when we were young
for real love is eternal and can not be undone
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Posted: 10/24/2009 806 AM
all dead as the love that we once knew
is not what I feel in my soul as truth
for me their life now faded is an offer of energy
and in their passing they nourish what comes next...always
as in the Autumn leaves now changing colour so beautifully
they will soon fade and drop from the tree predictibly
now to some it would seem their life is done, but the circle is round
so for me their essence will feed the ground where life is found
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Posted: 10/24/2009 2:01:28 PM
here is the end and I'm out of steam
but that does not mean the end of the dream
for we are all moving at such a fast rate
there is no more time to define love and hate
but know from each bud a flower does grow
and from all our joys a smile will show
when we cry it's healing and helps us get by
just as the earth needs the rain or it gets too dry
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Posted: 10/25/2009 605 AM
when life as you know it is pure addiction
may not always be drugs or drink needing eviction
but sometimes we're stuck on a bad train of thought
not able to love cuz the net of hate has us caught
I've seen many a date just can't relate
when I say I still love my ex's even though they're past mates
hell, we were stoned when we entered the marriage gate
and in that state I just didn't know our love wasn't that great | |
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Posted: 11/8/2009 5:33:50 AM | gathering the last few weeks' writing....
LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 10/25/2009 10:33:34 AM
^^hmmm..hard line to end on, so continuing.....
in that state I just didn't know our love wasn't that great
after all I was just twenty three having moved from my country
living the fairy tale caught in a whirlwind fantasy
for I thought I was following my fate.....
or was I just running away to a spiritual mate
seeing it as a gate to escape way back then
when it seemed my life had lost its passion
and following spirit was really in fashion.....
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Posted: 10/26/2009 4:17:54 AM
asleep - no dime for a space to crash
all sheep - working for a little cash
retirement will never be
nothing extra to put away for when it's rainy
barely surviving living in poverty
knowing this state is all too real
wanting freedom just to feel
there must be more to this earth deal
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Posted: 10/27/2009 12:01:16 AM
merriment in relaxed fun
flying on the back of a dragon
soaring o'er sea and mountain
watch the setting of the sun
see the moon begin to rise
upon her back we soar the skies
her flight is fast yet soft we glide
sharing this beautiful night ride
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Posted: 10/27/2009 12:11:22 AM
held gentle each soft the peach
held within love's tender reach
caressing hearts with rhythmic beat
walking close to hold the heat
wind battering with ocean wave
finding shelter in a cave
velvet darkness all around
embracing hearts where love is found
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Posted: 10/28/2009 6:33:53 AM
won't someone please come out and play
we can walk in the rain this cool autumn day
and talk of the times when we were young
before we had children and we'd dance in the sun
then stay up all night watching the ocean
hearing the waves under the stars
imagining taking a spaceship to mars
mind running free in our new love journey
...............
Posted: 10/28/2009 5:21:25 PM
just for a little while
I thought I knew you
but what did I know
perhaps just a reflection
or misconception
of someone long ago
who reached in under my skin
and gently touched my soul
...............
Posted: 10/28/2009 10:46:21 PM
then the walls we built fade to glass
who knows what will really come to pass
when a fortress we create around us
when all can see us falling fast....
learning to fall is one of life's paths
like Alice in Wonderland fell through the cracks
where a magical adventure awaited her flight
in the end she returned with altered sight
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Posted: 11/8/2009 5:37:43 AM | passing...
on a hummingbird's wing
your father does soar
guided with sacred love
you could not have given any more
he knew this so deeply
feeling the support of his beautiful family
brought him more joy than ever before
guiding his life to his last breath
guiding his passage now in his after death
dearest riv, and all your sisters and brothers,
sending love and special prayers for your mother
presently in a state of limbo
and yet I suspect somewhere she does know
that where your father is now leading
she will be sure to follow
for in health they lived raising all of you
now in his passing his love will shine through
entering the magnificance of the sky
lifted high on a hummingbird's wing
he's free now to be the light
while angels gather and sing
Short Poem ( I Guess}
Posted: 10/14/2009 6 34 AM | |
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Posted: 11/8/2009 5:53:49 AM | ending this page with whisps of haiku written this past week....
live life in beauty
and beauty will live in thee
cherishing it all
..........
feel the autumn breeze
lightly kissing my forehead
together we dance
.........
spirits rejoicing
we are all there is to be
as humans being
............
i see you and cheer
glorious sunrising skies
red leaves turning gold
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magic fills the air
as each new star will appear
when the sun goes down
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baking bread on racks
heavenly smell rising high
in plumes of grey smoke
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for spring's sweet offers
bluebells and daffodils will
bloom with open arms
...........
green leaves embracing
strands of pure golden sunshine
nourishing us all
..............
bows) dappling divine
leaves reflecting as they shine
sunlight touching down
...........
days before winter
cooler evenings but warm days
season's transition
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