Be still
Listen
Then follow
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Sweet Wonderment of Nature
I'm blessed to live right next to a local park with a creek meandering through it. Those who know me on Facebook have seen my various photos and videos from my meanderings there. Here is a poem I wrote a couple of days ago after one such meander.
The light of day
The dark of night
The rich brown loaminess of the soil
The verdant green of the grass
The rich textured shades of browns and greens of the trees
The amber waves of grain
The vibrant reds, blues, purples, yellows and oranges
The rainbow of the flowers and fruits of Nature!
The ebb and flow, fast and slow of the water
Down the channel, crashing over the rocks
The rut of the deer
The cry of the hawks
The skitter of the slithery things in the brush
The red-winged blackbird perched on a tule rush
Ah, the sweet wonderment of Nature!
The light of day
The dark of night
The rich brown loaminess of the soil
The verdant green of the grass
The rich textured shades of browns and greens of the trees
The amber waves of grain
The vibrant reds, blues, purples, yellows and oranges
The rainbow of the flowers and fruits of Nature!
The ebb and flow, fast and slow of the water
Down the channel, crashing over the rocks
The rut of the deer
The cry of the hawks
The skitter of the slithery things in the brush
The red-winged blackbird perched on a tule rush
Ah, the sweet wonderment of Nature!
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:
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
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!
Ride the wave of pain
Unrequited love
I miss you asking
Always better than lies are
Waking in the night
Cried myself to sleep
Truth hurts once
Truth not always told
The skeletons in my closet
Daffodils in vase
leopards do not change their spots
I believed in you
Black cat
I feel anger rising
Here is the rest of what I did write in April, however, for your reading pleasure!
30 April 2012
Ride the wave of pain
Until it dumps you on the shore
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off,
Slough through the sand until
The tide pulls you out
To ride the wave once more
29 April 2012
Unrequited love
Worst kind to have - barbed arrow
Always in the heart
28 April 2012
I miss you asking
About today's conference,
Sharing wine and food
26 April 2012
Brutal truth is
Always better than lies are
Truth truly trumps all
24 April 2012
Waking in the night
Rolling over
Touching your back
Smelling your skin
My hand on your stomach
Back to dreamland again
23 April 2012
Cried myself to sleep
Last night; not that you care
But that's the way it is
22 April 2012
Truth hurts once
Lies hurt many times
Undermine self
Undermine hope
Undermine faith
Truth easier to recover from
Lies can cause chronic suffering
Which do you prefer?
22 April 2012
Truth not always told
Hearts broken because of lies
Love not always dies
21 April 2012
The skeletons in my closet
Are few
They are out dancing at
The dead man's party
How about you?
20 April 2012
Daffodils in vase
Likely last of the season
Brought by ashen flame
17 April 2012
leopards do not change their spots
nor hide them truly well;
even the black ones have spots
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
I believed in you
I believed in us
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
Black cat
ate white rat
who made gray elephant
squeal
14 April 2012
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
What defense is left?
14 April 2012
setting fire to the rain
of tears falling
frees the pain
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
to start
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
What defense is left?
And this one came today:
Black cat
ate white rat
who made gray elephant
squeal
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
to start
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
What defense is left?
And this one came today:
Black cat
ate white rat
who made gray elephant
squeal
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
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