dusty, and delicious

dusty,
and delicious,
a fond remembrance

of times gone by,
a child of five,
eagerly awaiting,
pacing back and forth,
looking at the door, wanting moreโ€ฆ

creaks now sound,
pacing stops,
gliding towards the door, I go,
stop, and wait patiently, I see

in the mirror, me

smile brimming,
heart delighted,
rocking towards my heels,
glee from within, waiting on theeโ€ฆ

the door opens, oh,
the sound, as
light comes forth,
the wafting deliciousness
is smelled for miles aroundโ€ฆI

now bound up, and

over the table,
ready to dig in, selection
important, take only one,
towards me it comes,
biggest bites as possible
are just enoughโ€ฆ

โ€ฆuntil I succumb
to the last crumbโ€ฆ

In response to the WDYS#103 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

Image credit; Jovan Vasiljeviฤ‡


#poetry, #anticipation, #childhood, #donuts, #life, #memories, #poem, #reflection, #wdys

a magical black hole

Pixabay

a dream,
mind conjures, as
intuition blossoms, and
reflects upon
conditioned aspects
of time borrowedโ€ฆ

harsh

as they seem
we grew through
the pain and agonyโ€ฆ

trials and tribulations
abound, as we recount
each moment, and, at times, drown

in the feelings
swallowing us whole,
like a magical black holeโ€ฆ.

spinning vortex,
light withdrawn,
senses expand, reaching
out for a hand

to hold onto at lastโ€ฆ

breathing in lifeโ€™s energy,
we wrestle with time,
and the nature
of the agonies
written upon
the sands
of our collective destiniesโ€ฆas

light shows back up,
speaking in the language
of love lost, pain healed, and
compassion given out, to all those that shout,
curse at the skies, and wonder whyโ€ฆ

as deep inside,
we recognize our face
in the collection of pictures
we see in the mirror

of our humanity,
as we (re)adjust within
and get ready to again beginโ€ฆ


#poetry, #contemplation, #dark, #emotion, #feeling, #healing, #humanity, #introspection, #intuition, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #pain, #poem, #time

as love blossoms

Pixabay

seeing brokenness
within, without,
and everywhere about, I shout

at the skyโ€ฆeverywhere, I flyโ€ฆ

emotions high,
and the depths, deep, and dry

as spinning begins,
and the trees look at me
with a silent grin, speaking
of something Iโ€™ve missed, I stopโ€ฆ

digressโ€ฆpause, and breathe life inโ€ฆ

slowing down now, I see

the moonlight cascade
off the tree, and, just then,
something else stirs from within

full of tears, and ready
to beginโ€ฆthis pool
of light glistens
off a reservoir,
felt, yet never been called

to sit inโ€ฆwhile

the
moment
stretches out
to the east,
and west againโ€ฆand

head meets heart
for the first time,
they bond together just fineโ€ฆas

love blossoms,
they align,
and

time melts into the sublimeโ€ฆ


#poetry, #contemplation, #emotions, #feeling, #head, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #reflection, #time

love shines forth

broken wings,
soft and evergreen,
mended,
with the everlastingness
of the sunโ€™s rays,
dancing yellow, and green, they seem

to heal

from
upside down,
as the pain is turned
inside out, and cleaned throughoutโ€ฆ

cascading light,
wishing upon a star
from afar, yet
closer, than realization dawns

as the candle drops,
and, hintsโ€ฆby

speaking in
a language of love
forever kissed, I must admit

your scent lingers
in the air,
fair, as memories
become closer to me
than the breath of you near, and

in this instance,
brokenness becomes
something
altogether witnessed

as love
shines forth, and
we become more,
than you and I
have ever experiencedโ€ฆ


Photo by Marc Sendra Martorell on Unsplash


#poetry, #broken, #contemplation, #emotions, #experience, #feelings, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #realization, #reminiscence, #sun, #whole

a benevolent sky…

Photo by Fabrice Nerfin on Unsplash

the rising tide
glides

as I surmise

the nature
of the
feelings serpentineโ€ฆ

coiled
throughout
my entire being,
just as Iโ€™m feeling

the breeze

overwhelm me,
one wave at a timeโ€ฆ

I consider
loveโ€ฆand,

the feelings
that arise,
just like
the sun

rising

over a benevolent skyโ€ฆ


#poetry, #benevolence, #breeze, #feelings, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #serpentine, #sky, #sun

I hold a yellow petal

Pixabay

fight, fight,
fight, as the feelings
keep coming up,
a tirade that just wonโ€™t stopโ€ฆ

bleeding
from within,
associated
with a long ago, lost grinโ€ฆ

sans

the yellow petals
falling from the sky,
one at a time

making me
second guess, the minds
association
with the feelings
bubbling up, I stop

breathe in the aroma,
natures pandora, scent
from above, below my feet,
feeling beneath,
taking it all in

I almost feel freeโ€ฆ

close the eyes,
concentrate
on the arising tide,
detach from them,
one at a time

I remind

myself
of the love
all around,
as I bound, up, and over
all the feelings,
plaguing my dreamingโ€ฆ

lightness of being
is now
what Iโ€™m feeling, as

the mind clears
itself of these fantasies,
and I hold
a yellow petal close to me,
and give thanks

for now, Iโ€™m truly seeingโ€ฆ


#poetry, #contemplation, #feelings, #flowers, #heart, #introspection, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #nature, #poem, #reflection

something altogether unbelievable, Published at MasticadoresUSA

Photo by Quinton Coetzee on Unsplash

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, something altogether unbelievable, is now available at MasticadoresUSA. A big thank you to, Gabriela Marie Milton, and the team at MasticadoresUSA for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

something altogether unbelievable

the iridescent
lamp
casts a shadow
over the carnage
seen, within the myriad
of moments
taken away from meโ€ฆ

I would be honored if you would go here and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!


#poetry, #awareness, #contemplation, #emotions, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #reflection, #surrender

Smolder Now and Forever, Published at Spillwords Press

Photo by Juan Encalada on Unsplash

I am super excited to announce that my poem, Smolder Now and Forever, is now available at Spillwords Press. I big thank you to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for their continued support.

Smolder Now and Forever

gazing,
and praising
the reality
you see,

while
knowing
the broken
bits of ember
are aflame
againโ€ฆ

I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!


#poetry, #contemplation, #emotions, #fire, #heart, #introspection, #life, #light, #love, #nature, #poem, #publication, #reflection, #spillwords

A Bloggerโ€™s Diary 10/3/21: On the Week, Writing and Reflecting, Publications and A Poem, WordPress, and Self-expression๏ฟผ

The week

Over the past couple of weeks, the team has been preparing for school to begin, which means the registration team has been, is, well, super duper busy, which is awesome. Instructors are prepping for classes, as the rest of the staff are doing things like, getting computers out to in-person locations for late registrations, and supporting instructors as and where needed.ย 

Itโ€™s been an amazing couple of weeks, filled with registration numbers the likes of which we havenโ€™t seen since prior to the pandemic. Amazing.

The past couple of weeks, Iโ€™ve also been reflecting upon the concept of self-expression in relation to human beingness; and, then in relation to leadership more specifically. Iโ€™ll have a little more to write about that in a moment. First, letโ€™s take a quick look at some writing reflections from the past couple of weeks.

Writing and Reflecting

About two months ago now, I switched my blogging schedule. Previous to that time, I was posting every day, which just became too much to manage. Now, I am posting an average of 4 to 5 times a week, and that is working well for now.ย 

Iโ€™ve been thinking of possibly reducing it to 3 to 4 times a week, yet, we will see.

Iโ€™ve been writing a lot, as I always do; sometimes that means I write a poem each day, sometimes 3 or 4. It depends.ย 

Most of my poems over the past couple of weeks have taken love at their center, which is, well, quite wonderful. I never really know what is going to come from my heart, through my fingers, and onto the page youโ€™re reading; really, I never really do.

I usually begin with a concept, or more likely, a sentence or two, and go from there. It is so much fun.ย 

For instance, the poem heart-related centeredness was a response to the WDYS photo prompt, hosted by Sadje, from Keep it Alive. I love to participate in this prompt, as I am able. The photo, to me, sparked an immediate response about the connectedness of all that we see, sky, clouds, sea, and, well, you; and me, of course. It just works that way for me today; it is what I see and feel.

And, the poem referenced above, from my heart, and through my fingers, was literally a reflection on the process of writing from my heart; and how it feels to me. Is simple, and quite beautiful to me.ย 

Iโ€™ve also been blessed with another publishing opportunity, and have just heard back from Spillwords Press on one other submission. How fun!

Publications and A Poem

Iโ€™m super excited about being a part of the first ever Word Weaving โ€“ A Word Craft Journal of Syllabic Verse, the kindle version of which is available now. You can access it from the link above. If you are interested, you can also learn more at the word weaving blog.

I also just learned that my poem, Smoulder Now and Forever, has been accepted by Spillwords Press. Excited. When the poem is scheduled for publication, I will let you all know.

I also have a few more pieces coming up in both MasticadoresUSA, and MasticadoresIndia. When those are scheduled for publication, I will also let you know.ย 

If youโ€™ve not yet checked out these cool publication houses, please do so when you have time. Amazing people, and talented writers. Much fun!

Oh, before I forget, here is one of the poems that wasnโ€™t accepted recently. I am including it here, well, because it reminds me of some of my recent reflections on the moon, which has been so beautiful in the night sky recently.

Dazzling delight

the moon

dazzling delight

transformed ages of night

called on by gods and goddesses

alike

WordPress

Alright, in my last diary entry, several of us had a conversation about blogs that we follow not showing up in our reader. I did contact WP, after some coaching from our friend Cindy, from Unique Times with Cindy, thank you, dear Cindy, and here is what I learned.

There is no solution at WP for this issue. Their suggestion was to do, well, what most of us already know how to do, which is unfollow, and then refollow. Usually this will work, and the blog posts will once again begin to show in our reader.

Therefore, I will be unfollowing and refollowing some of you. We will see how that works.

Self Expression

The past couple of weeks, Iโ€™ve also been reflecting upon self-expression. As a human being on this planet, it is so important to be fully self-expressed. I know this, as I spent some years not being fully self-expressed.

When we are fully self-expressed, we get out all of the ideas, concepts, and love we have for life. We experience aliveness, through the difficulty and ease that comes with life. And, for me, itโ€™s inside of this aliveness, through all that we receive from life, where the beauty for and of life lives.ย 

It is interesting to write about self-expression within a beautiful community that self-expresses continuously; yet, what I also know about being a human being on this planet, is that even those of us who are fully self-expressed, have times when we feel not fully self-expressed.

In those moments, I usually take a walk, sit quietly, and just detach myself from all things. Inside of this space lives the possibility of reconnecting within, which for me, means insights will arise, and self-expression will follow.

Alright, thatโ€™s all for this entry.

Have a beautifully blessed week, everyone.


#poetry, #abloggersdiary, #blogging, #diary, #education, #leadership, #poems, #publications, #reflecting, #selfexpression, #wordpress, #writing

the dreams kept comingโ€ฆ

the city sleeps, in an
indecent, and incandescent
display

tired, drowsy, and
dreaming of better days, or
is it of
the oft betrayedโ€ฆ

itโ€™s heart beating
a rhythm of long ago,
it wonders, and sheds
its skin
often flayed

wide open
for all to see,
like the skyโ€™s,
transparency

walking the streets,

you can feel
the pulse
beneath your feet,
and within
the panes
of the people-less, and
windowed scene, it seems

hallow, and yet also
full of lifeโ€™s drawings,
created long ago, by the people
left behind

when time
stood still,
and we were all
left wonderingโ€ฆ

as the dreams
kept comingโ€ฆ

In response to the WDYS#101 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Maksym Harbar @ Unsplash

#city, #connection, #dreams, #huamnity, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #reminiscence, #wdys