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 WeAre1
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once upon a time....

a vibration
just beyond reach
waves of the ocean
on a cold winter beach
lapping at winter boots
on my feet
as the wind whips past
a frozen blast
feeling a bit of an outcast...

solitary figure
in the distance
draws my gaze
for there in the wind
he plays with his friend
a gorgeous and fearless
huge alsatian
a wolf it appears
but as i draw near
he runs to me
oh no....i fear...

it's happening again
from when
i was so young
a sheepdog ran to me
while i was riding my bike....
next thing i remember
i was on the ground
a hole in my leg
no reason ever found....

then another vision
so clear in precision
comes to me
in that split second...
another alsatian in england
chased me growling...so scary
and that sad chained red setter
would bark at me often
walking past him...

so here, with this dog running near
trying to get to me is clear
but i mustn't run
especially with the wind
i'll never run faster than him....

then i hear his owner calling him
so i stand firm ready to see
if this dog was truly scary
or just being friendly...

and as he drew near
he started to melt my fear
wagging his tail excitedly...
he ran around me first
smiling all the while
then stopped and very slowly
approached me...

my outstretched hand was shaking
as he ever so gently nuzzled me
letting me feel his thick winter coat
letting me see
no longer would my fear of big dogs bind me
no longer would it blind me
really he helped me be free
finally
 cesska
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Posted: 4/23/2013 9:15:53 PM
sorry for your loss of polly
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/27/2013 9:14:31 AM
^^thank you so much. i think it is the same when whatever/whoever we love who loves us passes without warning.

time
has a funny way
of disappearing
then reappearing again
sometimes running by so fast
sometimes so slowly the moment seems to last
forever
until something else
brings us back
to another moment
in time...

no wonder we think it is real
 cesska
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Posted: 5/2/2013 8:29:32 PM
time doesn't pass for me
until I meet a friend with a child
babies grow
I have none

lost one husband
4 cats
my mother
cousin

the circle grows smaller
I cryed hardest for the cat
heart is broken
she was my best friend/child
 WeAre1
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Posted: 5/9/2013 9:17:49 AM
^ thank you for sharing this here


we grow in love
strands of thread weave within our hearts
touching cords with our ancient soul
re-membering them from long ago
when we were all together
when we all could remember
who we are
 WeAre1
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Posted: 7/9/2013 4:58:46 AM
bringing this one home, just written...

Pick a line, any line, from the poem above (props to W)
Posted: 7/9/2013 736 AM



our time together was not a waste
don't have to believe it was a mistake
if all our living is lessons for being
my greatest teacher you seem to have been....

making me see what's inside of me
you showed me a perfect reflection
just because we parted company
does not mean we lacked perception....

just because love flowed in our blood
through a series of twists and turns
does not mean we have to burn
wiping out all that we learned...

yes, you were a great teacher for me
i can see that really quite clearly
gone twenty-two years, so much laughter and tears
i say thank you most sincerely
 WeAre1
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Posted: 8/11/2013 9:04:37 AM
haiku

clear skies returning
clear mind playing hide and seek
'til I surrender
 WeAre1
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Posted: 8/15/2013 9:00:14 AM
in order to be
happy-go-lucky
or caught in negativity
it seems to me that possibly
it's like a light-switch in the mind
sometimes caught in that old familiar line
like a movie that's running all the time....

but if we can remember to see
each moment is filled with originality
each place a chance to feel the grace
with all that share this awakening face
of humanity....

then maybe we can remember
how to be
and who we be
really
 WeAre1
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Posted: 9/30/2013 5:25:16 PM
9.15.13

deep in the heart of nickerson state park...

sitting
listening
feeling
young pine beckons
soft blue-green needles brush my hand like a feather
smells of earth
prickles my upper lip
soft and sharp
gentle
forgiving
sounds of the forest gently lulling
traffic in the distance moving, flowing, going somewhere
sitting
filling
being
heart-shaped stone catches my eye
its cool softness fascinates my fingers
the traffic flows
while i stay here
held in the softness of earth
in the womb of my being
daddy-long-leg comes to say hello
touching my leg with her tendrils
moves to explore my foot
she is so soft and gentle
i thank her
i am still
i am quiet
i am empty and full
beautiful pine dances lightly in the breeze
yurt rises like a pyramid
her dome an eye to the sky
 WeAre1
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Posted: 10/13/2014 7:50:17 PM
to write a poetic plight
or just be still, sitting tight,
to see the darkness of night
light up by a shrinking moon
streaks of eerie white hit the room
a nursery for two sleeping bodies
whiskers twitching while they dream
unaware that in the dark moonbeam
coyotes are on the prowl
not for fish or fowl
but a feline delicacy
it's in their ancestry
and all of their destiny
that one feeds the belly
of the other
 WeAre1
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Posted: 9/25/2016 11:29:10 PM
Been awhile since walking these shores
Like entering the kingdom of old book stores
Like peering inside life's imagery
Sometimes it took over completely
Was it wisdom or ego
That kept me writing so
Am I attached now
Or could I let go
Of these pages of me?
Are they part of my recovery
Of my spirituality
Or maybe
Far more simply
A gift from Me to me.
 WeAre1
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Posted: 1/18/2017 6:07:28 AM
sometimes words flow to what you know
then that clear voice rises within
speaking with true compassion
"everything is a reflection
of (y)our divine imagination."
 WeAre1
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Posted: 3/27/2017 2:12:13 AM
Soon to leave
To take my daddy
To get his prosthetic eye
Been quite a time of recovery
My parents and I
They went on a trip
The last on their bucket list
To see the great Machu Pichu
And up the Panama Canal
But when they returned
I was horrified to learn
They were rushed to hospital
Both on the brink of survival
My mum had bloods clots form
And her digestive track was bleeding
While her kidneys were needing
Emergency care
My dad had contracted
An eye infection there
That threw his glaucoma into disarray
So was in ICU for five days
When they finally had no choice
But remove the part of his eye destroyed
Before it reached his brain
Saving his life but little sight did remain
A man with no sight is hard to refrain
From falling and being a high safety risk
But life has a way of creating these twists
To help us learn what to resist
And remember the key to our happiness
Is not taking our lives or love for granted
But treasure our days even when health falls away
My mom came home after a month finally
And together they're healing with doctors and me
Giving them both the best care I can
Taking each day as part of the plan
To bring us three into harmony
With health and peace the priority
After all we are family
So for me and my brothers
Who live so far away
We know our folks will not be here one day
 WeAre1
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Posted: 3/28/2017 4:51:16 AM
Born the last of four
A girl with three brothers
Friends for each other
To last a lifetime or two...

Each just over a year between
Never treated like a queen
Sometimes were quite mean
Yet love always streamed through...

Takes no imagination
Folks had strong attraction
But weak communication when feeling frustration
Passed down through us too...

All my life
Feeling their strife
Escaping to play as a young wife
Moved far away to find truth...

Years later returned
Still bridges to burn
Karma will teach us to learn
Each moment is brand new...

All finding now how to share a deeper way
To balance work and play
To ask for help each day
With this ever changing view...

If sight or health is diminished
Does not mean growth or life is finished
Love really has no limits
When hearts connect like glue
 WeAre1
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Posted: 3/30/2017 6:32:45 AM
Think we're over the hurdle
Think we made it through the gate
Think sanity's returning
Think it's not too late

Shared and cared the best I could
Not sure daily where we stood
Was it worth the endless days
Losing sleep and waking haze

But now the battle's done
Maybe time to have some fun
Does it feel like we have won
The sickness restriction

Yes says a voice
It was always your choice
To fight or not, it's all ya got
I see you clearly just forgot

In all the commotion
With children cross the ocean
You let your energy run free
Nothing left to be happy

Yet rewards came each day
Seeing love grow a new way
Needing to show it was not too late
To make amends for all our mistakes

To take care of what once seemed lost
To not despair when feeling cross
Losing the plot when it changed course
For all of us

I can't deny I had to try
To find the love through angry eyes
To bring it back to the top of the list
To know in my soul this was my new bliss

And key to a deeper happiness
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/4/2017 3:47:56 AM
Hearing the dawn chorus begin
Writing to the sound of rain
Been up most of the night
Feeling trouble in sight

This time not my parents plight
Well not their health directly
Had a shock and hit a rock financially
And they really count on me

Nowhere else to turn
This winter had to learn
Nothing is for free
Or lasts an eternity
Especially family

When it comes to money
Never really had any
Used whatever I earned
Growing debt when I returned
To the land of the brave and home of the free

Knew it would happen one day
I'd need a place to stay
When I got older and could no longer work
So I bought a tiny studio, then another was a perk

Borrowed all I could and then applied for more
Was working all the time and still dirt poor
Then this year it all backfired
With needing to find rent
One of them was vacant
No tenant for a month

Then my parents got so sick
From the aforementioned trip
They returned and I had to learn
How to take care of it

With second job declining
Not from my reclining
Now one tenant's struggling
Without any warning

So I wonder should I sell
Or trust it will still turn out well
But my intuition is saying clear
It is the right time of year
To try and let go of one
Make time for some fun

Pray the angels swoop in
To lift this burden
Trusting I will find peace of heart and mind
Trusting my tenant will find his rent again
Before the taxman wins

Think that's what happened to him
Self employed gets a terrible bargain
No breaks and have to pay through the nose
If not for me he'd be out in the cold

But now I have to take care myself
No one to bail me out
We are all in the same boat
Barely keeping afloat

If only there was a money elf
Sitting on my shelf
What's a girl to do
When she's responsible
For children and parents too

When did the weight get so great
Is it not too late
To get a break and hibernate
At least for a day or two
 Cynderella
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Posted: 4/5/2017 12:29:13 PM
I can feel your strife
I love your work.
Beautiful
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/5/2017 6:34:34 PM
Aww..thank you.
Came back out of the blue
Found a good escape to write
Some of the recent stuff of life
What we go through
Can take a toll on you
Yet faith also grew
Felt love stretching
No more neglecting
The deeper truth
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/6/2017 2:43:10 AM
The deeper truth...

Woke from sleep
Growing headache
Been with me all day
And into the night

But now my soul aches
Put on a documentary
Showing raw footage
The holocaust atrocities

How can one prepare
For what really happened there
So much more torture
Than I realized before

So many dead
and barely alive
Starving people
Just skin over skeletons

How can one be ok
When we treated humanity this way
Human beings living
And dying decay

It's happened before
But not in this number
Camps spread much further
Than I remembered

Part of me has always cried
All the cover up lies
But nothing can hide
The horror in dead eyes

Piles of the dead
The beatings, the neglect
How can anyone treat anybody
With such utter disrespect

Designer problems
That's what a counsellor once told me
And I so agree
Compared to this total inhumanity

Carolyn Myss tells us we're not to carry the dead
In the branches of our tree
Speaking of the tree of life
But how can one not see

Piles of dead bodies
Being bulldozed into graves
We do carry the dead and the tortured living
Through all our nights and days
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/8/2017 5:03:06 AM
That was such a heavy write
Being up most of the night
How can one be prepared
And how did any survive
Vacant eyes barely alive
So many just stared
Lost their mind
All that time
No one cared
Prayed to go blind
Prayed to end it all
Still I ask how did we fall
To treat each other this way
Raw footage of camp to camp
What they found on liberation day
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/8/2017 5:34:18 AM
'We are one'
I know it sounds
Like a slogan
A cute cliche'
Rather new age
But older than time
And it is true
What happens to me
On some level
Also happens to you
For we are all energy
Spiraling endlessly
What we call humanity
Every flower and every tree
Every suckling baby
Everything light
And all that is dark
Are just another part
Of each other
Sharing the story
We create daily
Of eternity
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/12/2017 4:31:33 AM
Taking time before work
Escaping to write
A poetic book
Sun is shining
Birds are singing
Ringing in the new day
A woodpecker on a tree
Tapping endlessly
While the birds keep talking
Sharing the news it's really Spring
Warming the hearts of everything
Daffodils finally are opening
Feeling brave to face the day
No more snow so they can grow
Bringing joy and peace this way
Needed so much this year
Easter soon is here
Offering bunny cheer
To all that is blossoming
While Passover has appeared
Calling in freedom
For everyone
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/12/2017 5:10:44 PM
This morning
Strange writing
Rhythm off its mark
Last minute line adding
Not knowing when to stop
Reminds me of a time long past
Was similar struggle for artists
When the piece was perfect
They would keep painting
Overdoing their part
Messing up the art

Often it's best to lay things to rest
Not let it become a test
Of endurance
Or chance
But to dance
In its elegance
Without needing an ending
Without finishing to completion
Even sometimes to wipe with deletion
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/20/2017 6:03:06 AM
So many names
None are the same
Used like different masks
Knowing names never last
Yet they all are me
Each an identity
Though really I'm free
Of what they call me

i.e. weare1, willow, d, lady d, dev, devorah, debra, mummy, nana d

inspired by a haiku written this morning - first line was not mine

Experienced soul
Releases identity
Revealing true self
 WeAre1
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Posted: 4/20/2017 7:46:58 AM
Since returning this time, been writing so many lines. The addiction is quickly kicking in again....
So, gonna try and bring home the recent wave of 'first line, last lines' starting with March when I dived back in to this poetic fishbowl out of the blue.
Many first lines were not mine, but wonderful stepping stones from the previous writer...


First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/19/2017 441 PM....

My whole life has been committed to the cause
Of rescuing people and cats, plus a few dogs
Siamese were the ones my mom used to show
And drag my brother and me all those years ago
He would go round and draw for a small fee
Those beautiful felines bred quite desperately
To match the extremes the judges would choose
To win the blue ribbons and receive rave reviews

It all came to a stop when we moved far away
Made me a happy girl in a way that day
For I could feel the strain on those poor cats
To try and be good and not hiss and spat
For a cat, big or small, is a cat all the way
If you respect and love and each day with them play
They will return to you a love that is true
That will last long past their last breath is due

Posted: 3/21/2017 1049 AM.....

I think that's better for my health
To be in nature and not care about wealth
To stay in the sun or shade when it's hot
To find the place that feels like my spot
Where my mind can relax and my body ease
When a warm breeze blows through the tall trees...

Locust trees here that creak in the wind
Grown with shallow roots so close to the ocean
When there's a storm their trunks bend and twist
Wake to a crash as they fall like sunken ships
A tornado brings doom with these trees so weak
But if you listen softly I swear they will speak...

Of their long history shielding the land
Of the pilgrim ships and how they stand
So graceful and high against the night sky
Of the landing of herons and hawks as they fly
Of their watching over all of us here
Of their ever changing story year after year...

Posted: 3/26/2017 548 PM.....

By then it will be tomorrow's sunshine
Wouldn't that be just divine
But cold rain is what they're predicting
Wishing for the warm season of Spring
When bees buzz round everything blossoming
Transplanting pollen with their feet and wings
If only bees were not going extinct
They are definitely on the brink...

Posted: 3/29/2017 5:35:55 AM...

For me it's a groove thing
All my life so blessed with dancing
And playing the piano or flute to bring
A sense of detachment and peace with life
A way to calm down and release any strife
For my energy then is full of delight
Don't know why, it just feels right
When balance happens real fast
Feeling my whole being relax

Posted: 3/29/2017 550 PM...

To share a secret recipe for mulled cider
Just last month gave the idea to my father
Lo and behold he's now quite the addict
Totally gave up his hot tea habit

But tea's not so bad, one might say
After all I drink it every day
Wake up with my fave, always earl grey
Left from my very long England stay

Like spelling that's also hard to undo
Changed humour or colour by adding the u
Some days my schizophrenia surely shows through
A double life of two countries will do that to you

Posted: 3/29/2017 10:08:01 PM...

So their kids turn out how they want them to be
Well, maybe in some fairy tail story
But then Alice through the looking glass
Seems to me she was a disobedient lass
For her to not listen and then really fall
Dreaming of talking cats, mean queens and all
And what about those shrooms in that room
Saying eat me and drink me and you'll grow gargantuan...
So again did she listen to sense when she did
Exactly what those notes said on their lid?
All I can say is she was one very brave kid
And hardly did what her parents wished
Or so I imagine, but then I'm just a fish

Posted: 3/31/2017 347 PM...

Lilacs smell divine
Not like turpentine
So many lilacs appear
After Spring each year
If only Winter would abate
So the flowers can create
Their kind of heaven

I hope it's not too late
Daffodils in their cocoons
About to reveal themselves soon
But the freezing rain is falling again
So they won't open now for sure
Even though it's nearly April
Only the sun is their cure
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