Three Faces of Gaia
Restless days
Sleepless nights
Burning out of my skin
Shivering to get back in
Losing my way
And in the end
Finding my tribe
Such is the path
Moving from Maiden
to Mother
to Crone
This blog is specifically for poetry and musings about poetry.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Three Faces of Gaia
My writing has been resting lately, lying fallow, gathering nutrients in order to burst forth again into bloom. Here is what has sprouted this far:
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Update from 2012 Poetry Month Challenge
Well, I didn't make the 30 poems in 30 days this year - life is still very much in the way of my writing.
Here is the rest of what I did write in April, however, for your reading pleasure!
Here is the rest of what I did write in April, however, for your reading pleasure!
30 April 2012
29 April 2012
28 April 2012
26 April 2012
24 April 2012
23 April 2012
22 April 2012
Undermine faith
Truth easier to recover from
Lies can cause chronic suffering
Which do you prefer?
22 April 2012
21 April 2012
20 April 2012
17 April 2012
if you look long enough to tell
nor can tigers lose their stripes
for they are deeper then the skin
and the grasshopper never did learn patience
in the end
15 April 2012
My castles in the sky
were only castles in the sand
and now all is turned to dust
Why?
why not leave me where I was
Why lift me up
only to drop me down
further than I was before
What the hell did I ever do
to deserve such a negative score?
15 April 2012
14 April 2012
Love has leached away
with the realization of loss,
of lies,
of dreams built on sand
destroyed
Pain pulls down
Anger buoys up
Love would light the way
Lies took that light away
Darkness rules now
What defense is left?
14 April 2012
cauterizes the heart
allows the healing
to start
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Back to the Poetry
Okay, so this is what I've neglected posting on this particular blog:
This is from a prompt asking how do you set fire to the rain - a line from an Adele song:
setting fire to the rain
of tears falling
frees the paincauterizes the heartallows the healing
This one came to me last night:
I feel anger rising
again as a shield
against the pain
Love has leached away
with the realization of loss,
of lies,
of dreams built on sand
destroyed
Pain pulls down
Anger buoys up
Love would light the way
Lies took that light away
Darkness rules now
And this one came today:
Black cat
ate white rat
who made gray elephant
Eclectic group, no?
This is from a prompt asking how do you set fire to the rain - a line from an Adele song:
setting fire to the rain
of tears falling
frees the paincauterizes the heartallows the healing
This one came to me last night:
I feel anger rising
again as a shield
against the pain
Love has leached away
with the realization of loss,
of lies,
of dreams built on sand
destroyed
Pain pulls down
Anger buoys up
Love would light the way
Lies took that light away
Darkness rules now
And this one came today:
Black cat
ate white rat
who made gray elephant
Eclectic group, no?
MaXIMIze - Even More on Healing
Yes, I'm focusing a lot on healing right now - art imitates life, which can sometimes imitate art.
Like I said when I first started to follow this particular thread, healing takes time. It took time to get to where you are now and it will take time to get where you truly want to be. Healing is a process, an iterative one, which means you heal layer by layer. It also means sometimes you have to peel back many layers to find the original source of the wounding, the pain, the hurt in order to heal.
Additionally, you have to really want to do the work, to truly heal and move forward instead of staying in a continuous "do loop," in order for the process to work. And sometimes that work can be difficult and uncover things that we really never wanted to even think we had within us, let alone drag kicking and screaming into the cold (or hot) light of day. The revealing of some of these things, these issues, these deep and festering wounds, may leave us feeling like a lost naked thing in the open with no cover to protect us. However, just as new skin is sensitive at first and then toughens up, so too shall we learn to face that which has wounded us and left us bloody, maimed, disfigured and alone and take away its power to continue to bloody, maim, disfigure, or make us feel that we are alone anymore. And once we do that, once we take away its power by bringing it into the light and looking it square in the eyes, we will begin to heal and be whole once more.
Our emotional wounds may leave scars, however, our scars do not need to define who we are and what we can become. Honor your scars, for you have earned each and every one of them. Do not, however, ever allow them to define you as anything less than a perfect human being, worthy of everything you truly desire in this lifetime!
And with that, I will leave you with one of my newer theme songs:
Perfect by Pink
Like I said when I first started to follow this particular thread, healing takes time. It took time to get to where you are now and it will take time to get where you truly want to be. Healing is a process, an iterative one, which means you heal layer by layer. It also means sometimes you have to peel back many layers to find the original source of the wounding, the pain, the hurt in order to heal.
Additionally, you have to really want to do the work, to truly heal and move forward instead of staying in a continuous "do loop," in order for the process to work. And sometimes that work can be difficult and uncover things that we really never wanted to even think we had within us, let alone drag kicking and screaming into the cold (or hot) light of day. The revealing of some of these things, these issues, these deep and festering wounds, may leave us feeling like a lost naked thing in the open with no cover to protect us. However, just as new skin is sensitive at first and then toughens up, so too shall we learn to face that which has wounded us and left us bloody, maimed, disfigured and alone and take away its power to continue to bloody, maim, disfigure, or make us feel that we are alone anymore. And once we do that, once we take away its power by bringing it into the light and looking it square in the eyes, we will begin to heal and be whole once more.
Our emotional wounds may leave scars, however, our scars do not need to define who we are and what we can become. Honor your scars, for you have earned each and every one of them. Do not, however, ever allow them to define you as anything less than a perfect human being, worthy of everything you truly desire in this lifetime!
And with that, I will leave you with one of my newer theme songs:
Perfect by Pink
Monday, April 9, 2012
2012 Poetry Challenge - If/Then
if life was perfect
then it might be boring
if life were boring
then we might rebel
if we rebel
then things might change
if things change
then they might not ever be the same again
if things are not the same again
then life might not be perfect
if life were not perfect
then it might not be boring
then it might be boring
if life were boring
then we might rebel
if we rebel
then things might change
if things change
then they might not ever be the same again
if things are not the same again
then life might not be perfect
if life were not perfect
then it might not be boring
Sunday, April 8, 2012
2012 Poetry Challenge - Day 8 - Never Alone
As I sit here alone
I realize
I am never truly alone
All those whose lives
I've touched
or whose lives have
touched mine
are with me
Aloneness is not loneliness
Loneliness is being
cut off
from your fellow beings
Knowing I am part
of all who have
shared in my life
or shared their life
with me to this point
I know I am never
truly alone
Therefore, I am never
truly lonely
I realize
I am never truly alone
All those whose lives
I've touched
or whose lives have
touched mine
are with me
Aloneness is not loneliness
Loneliness is being
cut off
from your fellow beings
Knowing I am part
of all who have
shared in my life
or shared their life
with me to this point
I know I am never
truly alone
Therefore, I am never
truly lonely
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