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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 12/31/2008 11:17:36 AM | gentlemen...thank you
druid
thanx for stopping in
was just reading your gandhi post
nice words there (and here!)
and axeman
beautiful
i should post it on my mirror
and read daily
thank you
hope this is the best ever...
for us all!! | |
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 12/31/2008 1:15:23 PM | thank you Seahorsey for allowing me to post your words...r
Emotions of my heart in your minds hands
Warmth of a year we were held dear
Came winters breeze thoughts in yourself
Leaving my heart blue and thoughts of you | |
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 12/31/2008 3:43:27 PM | cleaning my cupboards
i am giving away
the dishes from my lost marriage
then...
some friends move on
is something wrong
or maybe it's just life
i shed my last tear
for the year
which will soon be set free
and in the end i begin again
wondering what will be, will be...
wishing you all the best for the new year~ | |
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 12/31/2008 5:08:15 PM | it's been a reflective week,
an ending to a year
that held much in fear and tears,
as well as blessings
and gratitude to be living here.....
it's been a reflective year
with many mirrors everywhere
showing parts of me
I wish would not be,
but learning acceptance
and responsibility....
it's been a reflective day
following a week
of much work and play,
making a new connection
that's grounded, this time,
it feels, in reality, with no hesitation
to continue to see him
learning to surrender,
learning to see
just what is, rather than tinting it
with what I wish it would be,
learning to be easier on me
and only then can I be
easier on everybody.....
it's been a reflective life
always seeking the purpose,
eager to find the meaning
and sacred aspect of it all,
even those times I knew I would fall...
as I did this past year, once again,
jumping in, diving in,
holding my breath
and then releasing it and coming up to see
I was not where I wished to be....
I guess it's time to ask for a prayer, actually....
to ask for more patience when it's failing me,
to pay attention to those things
that cause me stress, instantly,
like running late, which always seals my fate
and gets me down on me.....
it's time to ask for a prayer
for the universe
and all that's going on here in this country
and across the world,
with so many living, barely....
it's time to seek the beauty
and unity
and to live in love,
to be the channels we really know
we are capable of......
it's also time, it feels to me,
to honor all the gifts that we receive
and to be less selfish
and detach from quite so much
love of ownership....
I think it's time to honor
the fellowship
and kinship
and relationship
with this planet and
to let empathy help us
feel our humanity
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 12/31/2008 8:58:14 PM | Hmm, just posted this in the 'Mans' thread before I noticed this one.....Hope you don't mind.
Spending New Years at home
By choice, no drink,no friends
Just a reflective evening, quiet
Peaceful & alone...
A time to rejoice, re-think
Kicked back by the stove
Warm, as a cold wind
Blows over the mountains &
Whistles between the cracks
& Like the ink...black it flows
A Christening
Listening to Dylan
In such a strange amber light
Somewhere far away
Distant & lost, like....
Memories in the night
Like, love on the radio
A remembering
Of course & discourse
Of all those things that end
Between the Sun & Pluto
Here in the firelight
My friend, tendering
The notion
That they are only about to
Begin............Merry New Year. | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/1/2009 5:53:54 AM | 'we'..a lovely write...full of reflection and hope...somehow i spent my day in tears...not that i was unhappy, but simply letting go...then had dinner with my family and felt the warmth...realizing life one life's terms is a remarkable thing...thank you my friend for leaving your words here
phish...reading your write a wave of serenity washed over me..so clear, so calm, so beautiful..thank you for gracing this thread with your thoughts..what a beautiful way to begin again!!
what a wonderful journey we are are...
rosie | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/1/2009 7:56:10 AM | words from a bird.....
My Resolution
On this New Year’s Eve
This resolution
Is designed with thought
To obtain a solution
After much thinking
Much contemplation
My life must change
No further hesitation
Two thousand and nine
Is my year with fate
It must be much better
Than two thousand and eight
Gone will be the bad language
The crude remarks
All those angry words
The dog that barks
A new man will emerge
Change will come
A better man than last year
Shall I become
I shall look to religion
To save my soul
The saving of humanity
Shall be my only goal
Higher things only
Shall fill me with desire
Love not sex
Shall light my fire
I shall be considerate
Kind to all
Show sympathy and empathy
And I shall listen for the call
The call of the environment
The call of the poor
The call of the destitute
The call of the whore
I shall give to charity
Until I have nothing else left
I shall give succour to the ill
To those recently bereft
My words will be gentle
No more shall I condemn
Cut of my tongue
Should I offend
I shall work for others
My time I shall give
I resolutely swear
That’s the way I shall live
Helping the elderly
Helping the lame
Helping the sick
Helping the lame
I shall do all these things
And inspire all others
I shall love all men
As if they where my brothers
No differentiation
Between West and East
I shall love Rabbi
Imam, Vicar and Priest
My mother shall be proud
That to me she gave birth
This New Years Day
I shall cherish the earth
But now I must go
I need to fill up the car
Buy me some cigs
And head of to the bar
A woman is waiting
Her fella’s off in Iraq
And she told me she wants me
But I must be erect
I’d better buy a McDonalds
My kids they need fed
But this hangover is killing me
I can’t get out of my bed.
New Years Day Run
New Years day run
Gray Clouds all around
Eleven thirty a.m.
All the blinds pulled down
People still sleeping
Still in their beds
Bellies lying full
Far too well fed
Resolutions already broken
They did not last long
The old year hangs over
It’s not yet far gone
So much for new starts
So much for energetic persuasions
Perhaps tomorrow
Perhaps some other occasion
Heads hung heavy
The booze takes its toll
No cleansing this first morning
For man and his soul
The New Year has started
Old habits linger long
And the old man with the tired legs
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/1/2009 10:52:07 AM | hmm....
Another year gone, another year past
I wonder if this will differ from the last
years they come and years they go
start with a promise, try to end without woe
All that i have, I hold in my heart
as the calender flips over, this year to start
All that I had, is held in my head
a memory of things gone by
as the old year is dead
all that I was, is held in my hand
as the year dawns new in this my homeland
All that I could be is held in my feet
to stay swift and strong and avoid defeat
the head follows the heart, the foot guides the hand
a simple rendition of this thing called man
no longer so swift, but still just as true
as just like an arrow it flies home to you | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/1/2009 12:55:49 PM | Wishing you, Rose, and all......all things good and wonderful..... warmth, joy, love and every dream.......
I dropped off the following on my own thread but find perhaps that this is the better place........ (Little rebellion against the calendar)
A New Year??
Why must today
a new year begin?
when it really should
all start in the spring?
All because of Gregory?
and a royal decree??
I dont feel new anything
My eyes just cant see.
I want to wait for suns bright shining
when the snow is melting
and the dark is declining.
I want to wait for springs first crocus
When the air is fragrant
and eyes have new focus.
When the dance of birds
is all twitterpated
and the stirrings of heart
look for love to be fated.
When a warm breeze
gently begins to blow
it seems to sweep away
all of winters deep woe.
When the whole world
takes on a colorful hue
thats the time
that new should be new. | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/2/2009 7:44:32 AM | Heehee.......Rose this is a wonderful place, nice expressions from All........
I read in another thread (btw, lots to catch up on......lol) "No Regrets"!!!
That's the ticket, believe it, live it, breathe it..........
Nothing done
Nothing tried
Nothing gained
Nothing to survive
Nothing into a light with shine
Nothing can live in "Regret"
Every simple task................to the Hardest of work
is that of a symbol into future bliss
"No Regrets".................ever here
This 2009 will be better than all the resting years!!!
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/2/2009 8:43:01 AM | Errmm, hope you don't mind this here Rose.......I wrote this awhile back & I know its Kinda bleak for sucha thread, but I took a walk through Arlington Cemetary yesterday as I do every year, visiting some ol' friends that couldn't make it here.......& I thought about a New Year........Hmmm, thats bothering me that, that all rhymed, but anyways. Heres to a rememberance of the fallen ones.
On a misty morning
Drifting through grave fields
Of old crosses
Streching far as the eye can see
Scattered like the gulls above
Stark white & free
Of little marking
Small remainders of
Those I once knew
Fond memories of
A time when we could all breath
Is where you will find me.....
Remembering those beautiful
Crimes between the lines
When we laughed so f*cking
Hard together our stomachs hurt
& we cried
Gasping for air & yet
Here I am fully alive
Watching you sleep between
Such perfect times
Free
Is where you will find me.....
Muttering odd words
Beneath steel clouds &
A cold sun old above
Buried faces
Sweet beneath the wind
&
Smell of fresh grass, green
Speechless beyond
The deep earth
Languid, resting proudly
Eyes wide open
Between the worms & the sea
Is where you will find me.....
On my knees
Tossing light flowers at
Heavy bases hopelessly
Hoping they can somehow see
Through this veil of tears
How deeply they are missed
Part of that
Puzzle that somehow lost
Its peace
Speaking soft words
In heavy silence
Is where you will find me.....
Still living above, alone
Wandering this life &
Wondering why it was me
Trying so hard to believe
In living...... barely breathing
Between the stars & stripes
Deep within
The folds of this countries flag
Is where you will find me.....
(:Checking my watch:) | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/2/2009 11:18:42 AM | phishon I was feeling you there...
funny I had just finished writing a friend when I caught this write of yours...I told him that sometimes I feel like Jim Morrison, the scene they depicted of his visions in the movie the doors, where the ghost dancers surround him..Sometimes I think I know he was feeling at those times......I feel them hovering around me sometimes..those who have left us here to ponder this universe. | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/2/2009 5:27:21 PM | phish...that was heart-wrenchingly beautiful..thank you sooo much for placing it here...you truly know how to evoke emotion with your words..again, thank you...
hambone my sweets..it's sooo wonderful you're back!!...and you are absolutely write (!)..no regrets...nope, no regrets..or i wouldn't be who i am today...thanx for the reminder!!
and drea...thanks for dropping in...i highly respect your words of wisdom..and your writes...nice to see you here...
again....hope this is the best year ever...for us all!!!
(sorry, can't help it!!!) | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/4/2009 6:33:25 AM | the perfect man
doesn't need
two hands
to hold my heart
he needn't be
a millionare
to tear
my world apart
what he needs to be
one cannot see
with the naked eye
that spirit, that touch
that means so much
now that will make me sigh
~*~ | |
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/4/2009 6:43:49 AM | A reflection dances in the still crystal sea;
detection enhances the vision I see.
though rippling waters disturb such a view,
I glance at the daughters of life for a few.
In faces I see my own eyes seeing joy;
these traces of wonder defining the boy,
though often quite old, and gray to a fault,
my wishes are whispered to me from this vault.
Determined to find me again quite content,
I ponder my mind in the ways that it's bent;
none are so given to narcissistic play
but those who have striven, and been cast away.
If yes or if know from the answers that show,
for no holds an answer when it's light does glow.
So often I gaze at the pool of delight
often these days, awaiting the light.
Dawn will arise, set the sun in the skies,
to surprise all the mist that would cover my eyes.
Seeing I stand on the shoreline today,
I wonder at ships in a line, on their way.
No matter the clatter of trade on the street,
I prepare my own platter of food, and I eat;
glad for the strength of the life I have found,
I stand, for a while, with my feet on the ground.
I think that it is inevitable in a long term relationship that a real "partner" will lose parts of themselves for the relationship, else it's a farce. When the relationship ends, the process of rediscovering one's self seems like THE most selfish thing in the world at the outset, but it is a must before "moving on."
Best wishes for the New Year (no apologies)
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| Another New Year.....reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/4/2009 7:47:12 AM | this new year began
under the white blanket
of a winter storm with snow so thick
most plans around here
were cancelled
for obvious reasons
that cars and walkers would slip!
and so a new year's eve
was reflective, truly,
and quietly spent
reading, writing,
and mostly being still
and feeling the energy....
personally,
this year began
like no other
with a heartfelt connection
that is not imaginary,
despite the fact that it did start
right here in 'virtuality'!
so my faith has returned
with an easing of my sarcasm
as to why I've been here
in this 'love for sale' garden....
full of men and women
like a sears catalogue
and then of course this
wonderful writers' bard....
oh yes, my time with pof
altogether, on and off
for the last year and a half,
has had a bit of adventure
and a little woe,
but that does seem to be
how most relationships go...
and so
this new year
with this latest love
who feels incredibly lovely,
full of humanity and sensitivity,
but also wonderful humour and wit,
and although he doesn't post here,
turns out he's also quite a poet....
well, I open my arms wide
and welcome this wonderful surprise
that's already touching our lives
and shows in our eyes
for I believe you can see
love flowing through our eyes
coming directly from our hearts
when our soul energy flows freely....
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 1/4/2009 10:05:12 AM | There was a time long ago
When with you at my side
I loved to see the moon
I felt it symbolized
Our infinite possibilities
One particular lunar memory
I wont forget in the Adorondacks
We were hiking back to our campsite
Climbing gently to a rocky bluff
On the side of a mountain
That rose from the landscape
Like an earthen breast
Between the peaks
We glimpsed a magical moon
That had me sing out loud
For it hung in the sky
Just a foot above the ground
Like the night sky’s eucharist
Served to us alone
But now as I sit
On the bank of a river
Watching traffic upon the bridge
Listening to the waterfall
The moon seems distant
As if it has turned it’s back
Resenting its lack of appreciation
For the magical gift it granted
For it had tried
To grace the life of new lovers
I wished for it to return
To me, to us, for another chance
But the moon was too far away
And clouds kept drifting passed it
Its distance revealing the emptiness of space
And I felt so very alone
Wishing you were there
On the river bank to help call back the moon
To help rebuild the magic
To help re-fill the universe | |
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 1/4/2009 10:23:32 AM | n2it...thank you for your words of insight and reflection...nicely done there...
wR1...i can feel your energy from here!!...am happy for your happiness...enjoy!...
and joro...my heart aches for your memory...lovely my friend, lovely..
thank you all...
rosie | |
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| reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 1/4/2009 12:22:33 PM | Can't back up now
The road ahead is new in wonder
Each day begins with a thought
Where we are headed or ending up
Depends on if we did or did not
If mistakes are made in our day ahead
It can go one way or another
I will choose a lesson learned
Let no man put asunder
Looking back at yesteryear
Has shown me blessings despite myself
I will keep eyes forward and looking up
For no matter the year, I need help!
Great idea, Rose! | |
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| Reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/4/2009 2:21:04 PM | Well, hope you don't mind me stashin this here Rose......Its definitely a reflection of the past, but uh, Drea got me thinkin on the Morrison deal, I remember watchin the video of 'Wild Child' as a kid or teenager I guess, but it definitely left a vivid impression....so uh, this one kinda stemmed outta that feeling I guess.
Ghost Dancer:
Some days
I can hear a simple sound, just a word
The mere sight of a color in the leaves
The earth beneath my feet
A certain song
A photograph
The eyes of a girl
The bark of an aging tree
Or
Maybe.... just the way
The sea rages to a
Winter squall
Mad
Like the
Long grasses & wildflowers
That call, flowing
Strangely over this world
In a wild Summer breeze
& there it goes...A vivid memory of whats
To come, of all that I missed &
Whats to be, of
All that I have won &
All that I have lost, of
Old evenings
Warm with you
Beneath a copper sun
A treasure chest that I dive into
Between the gold &
The smell of old oak, between
The cold iron & the flame, the
Scent of a womans perfume
The sparkle of a soul
A smile
Just a name
I don't know.......it just
Turns to memory of
So many things....
Things that I wanted to say
Along the way &
All the while
Like dust they gather into
So many things that
I have done
A human with
An age so old it can't be counted
A heart deeply planted to this earth
Familiar
Firmly rooted, sown.......So
Gripped with mossy age &
small yet, such a massive
Part of this universe
& I know, somehow I know
That.....
There is a ghost within us all
So seemingly old
On fire
Like a soul
Like a whisper from a God
Like the wind
A dream
A nightmare
The one
Where were not sure
What it was we just saw
The one that
We don't remember clearly
The one we can't quite re-call
&
Just brief glimpses of that ghost
Remain
&
That ghost
Is you......It is us. | |
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| Reflection of past year into the future.
Posted: 1/4/2009 9:17:29 PM | that was good, fish. i dare add another from my vault of hell.
Awake again
I feel hung over
Without the relief
Of a previous night’s drunkenness
Alone again
With nothing inside me
Like and empty container
That once held hope
I stand ‘lone in the crowd
Does anyone see me?
I search for help with my eyes
But stand unable to ask
Past and future
Dragging me downwards
Darkness at both ends
The day is lost
From the outside
Life seems so bright
I fool no one who looks close
My insides are wearing through
For years I fooled myself
Through external advancement
But such knowledge can’t free me
For my soul is not my own
I feel close to no one
Succeeded on self sufficiency
In spite of the knowledge
That my Will will cause death
So I attack the system
For I consciously blame it
For a world of suffering
For its cold indifference
But why do I fight?
Is it due to compassion
For those who still suffer
Or is it instead due to resentment
There must be a point
Where healing occurs
I dance around it
As if it where there at all
My hope has been pride
My feelings, cold hard analysis
As life was a puzzle
And that I may one day solve it
But life is not a puzzle
Life is life. Puzzles are puzzles
The confusion is fear-based
Fear of owning one’s life as a whole
I have no answers
For there are no answers
All there seems to be are
Questions and circles | |
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