Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on October 3, 2021
Tags: city, connection, dreams ( 38 ), huamnity ( 4 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 ), Poems ( 279 ), reminiscence ( 33 ), wdys ( 16 )

the dreams kept coming…

the city sleeps, in an
indecent, and incandescent
display

tired, drowsy, and
dreaming of better days, or
is it of
the oft betrayed…

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

wide open
for all to see,
like the sky’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 life’s drawings,
created long ago, by the people
left behind

when time
stood still,
and we were all
left wondering…

as the dreams
kept coming…

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

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 26, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), adoration, connection, elation ( 2 ), emotions ( 87 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), mother ( 2 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 ), silence ( 16 ), wdys ( 16 )

oh, how deeply I love her…

hand-in-hand,
we traipse this land,
passing by trees, and foliage
as we glide,
together, one step
in front of the other…

we hold
within our hearts
a special place
for our mother, and

look up
with adoration,
a sense of satisfaction,
and the most gentle elation

as the light

cascades softly
off the trees,
through the glade,
and in front of me, and

I see,
and feel free…

as the warmth
caresses my being
in its entirety, I say
a silent prayer, and

give thanks
on this day,
for this moment
of time alone with my mother

oh, how deeply I love her…

In response to the WDYS #100 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

Image credit; James Wheeler @ Unsplash

#poetry, #adoration, #connection, #elation, #emotions, #life, #love, #mother, #nature, #poem, #silence, #wdys

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 14, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), connection, emotions ( 87 ), forevermore ( 3 ), future ( 3 ), introspection ( 160 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), mirror ( 9 ), poem ( 568 ), rain ( 5 ), reminiscence ( 33 ), shore ( 3 )

of a love from before

the day
the secret came,
the rain
was full of cane

sugary sweet,
just like
the imagery
you create

visual astounding,
as my heart
continues pounding,
looking after
the effects
of the love that came

calling, is resounding

to you, me,
and the timeless
freedom we grasp,
when with each other, we seem

full
of a wonder
beckoning us forward,
mirroring the beauty seen
in nature’s preponderance, a dance

in-between, just so…

as we
begin again,
and learn more,
the shore,
like a diamond,
reminding us, of
the connectedness
of the love at our core…

freedom
feels like
water pouring
through my fingers,
gently escaping
the limitations

of a love
from before,
as we transcend
what was,
in favor of
what is to become,
in the future, heretofore
nevermore, only
ever forevermore…

Photo by Steve Halama on Unsplash

#poetry, #connection, #emotions, #forevermore, #future, #introspection, #life, #love, #mirror, #poem, #rain, #reminiscence, #shore

Jeff Flesch 3:00 pm on September 12, 2021
Tags: aliveness ( 7 ), blessed ( 3 ), blogging ( 56 ), connection, diary ( 30 ), gardening ( 9 ), gratitude ( 7 ), heart ( 180 ), humanity ( 59 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), reflection ( 77 ), wordpress ( 2 ), Writing ( 94 )

A Blogger’s Diary 9/12/21: On the Week, Writing and Reflecting, The Garden, WordPress, Site Changes, and Gratitude

The Week

It’s been a couple weeks since I’ve posted a diary entry, and in the past four weeks, there have been some developments with the garden and to my site, which I am excited to relate; and, I also have a question for you about WordPress. More on that in a moment.

First, let’s take a look at some writing reflections.

Writing and Reflecting

I’ve published several poems in the past four weeks, many of them taking love as their central theme or concept.

The poem, shaded in love, we agree, was a reflection upon my time living in the desert. I’ve been fortunate to live in several types of geographies, and the desert is among them, and holds a special place in my heart.

Sometimes people conflate the desert with barrenness, and the poem was an ode, if you will, to the splendor of the desert landscape, which I miss. There is something magical about being in the desert, especially at sunrise and sunset. The beauty is magnificent.

The poem, just like a star spangled night, was part of a much larger reflection about living life with an open heart. As I’ve written about in many posts and poems, living life with an open heart today is a blessing, and I am grateful to many people, especially, my life coach and teacher, for showing me a different way to understand the world, and our place in it.

It’s taken a lot of internal work, and, yet, what I understand today, is that all of my life happened just as it was supposed to. Exactly as it was supposed to; and, I am blessed with many different levels of understanding today because of all of the paths I’ve traveled. They were all needed, and are all important.

The Garden

Well, it’s also been a while since I’ve updated you on the garden, which is continuing to produce, and has been so much fun.

Here is a pic of some tomatoes I pulled last week.

Coming soon, broccolini, one of my favs!

WordPress

Over the past two months, I’ve had several regular readers send me messages that my posts are not showing up in their WP Reader. I actually emailed WP about this issue, and have yet to hear back.

The only workaround I know for this type of issue, which I’ve used before, is to unfollow the blog, and then refollow, which got me thinking.

Might any of you know of other workarounds to mitigate this issue? If so, I would love to read about them in the comments section, or, if you prefer, you can email me, thank you!

Site Changes

Earlier this year, I created a goal to make some changes to the site; and, I’ve finally made some of those changes.

I wanted to mention the changes here, in the event you notice anything that is not working well, or you have any suggestions, which may improve your experience. If so, please do let me know, thank you.

Gratitude

The week-beginning message I scheduled to go out to the team last week, was about gratitude; and the deep gratitude I have for everyone in my life.

My life has been, and is, blessed with connections to amazing people; and, today I am connected to many, many, more amazing people.

I think it is important to pause each day, and reflect upon the impact we make with our lives, and about the connections we have. They are so important.

In fact, I believe that human connection is one of the most important aspects of being alive. Experiencing aliveness is, for me, about being deeply connected to yourself, and then to those that you choose to surround yourself with every day.

Therefore, on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, I am feeling deep gratitude for everyone in my life; my family, my friends, the team I work with, the community I live in, and, each and every one of you. Very grateful.

Thank you for being just as you are, and for being there, and supporting my work. It means the world to me.

Have a beautifully blessed week everyone.

#aliveness, #blessed, #blogging, #connection, #diary, #gardening, #gratitude, #heart, #humanity, #life, #love, #reflection, #wordpress, #writing

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 11, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), connection, emotion ( 32 ), gifts ( 7 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 ), presence ( 39 ), reflection ( 77 ), sea ( 18 ), sun ( 21 )

a gift from the seas

troubled times,
filled with ties, tethered,
reminding me
of the weather,
when we
were once together

chosen
to take on
the pleasure,
while you listened
from far away, forever

distant,
hard to grasp, as
we watch
the grown grass

take its time,
reaching

towards the skyline…

will it
make it,
hard to define

the
unimaginable, yet
we find solace
in the curvatures
of the world’s futures

as they
come to fruition,
we pause,
breathe, reflect,
and protect
the actions presence, our
current sentence

as, I

ask
for your hand
again,
while we’re reminded
of the sun,
behind the trees,
hiding from you and me,
yet always present,
like a gift from the seas

Photo by Ernesto Leon on Unsplash

#poetry, #connection, #emotion, #gifts, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #presence, #reflection, #sea, #sun

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 5, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), connection, contemplation ( 155 ), introspection ( 160 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 ), reflection ( 77 ), shared humanity ( 2 )

the me, you see

trees grow
tall,
and strong
from earthly soil, and

as
they
avail, are

given
guidance,
and strength
from beyond the pale

roots,
dug in deep,
like the veins
running through

you
and me…and,
as

reflection
gives way, a
preponderance
of evidence
comes
forth…

teaching us
of the unity,
and companionship,
between
all living things,
and the me, you see

#poetry, #connection, #contemplation, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #reflection, #shared-humanity

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 4, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), beauty ( 39 ), connection, emotions ( 87 ), feeling ( 17 ), heart ( 180 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 )

we fly higher

love
lasts forever,
they say,
watching you,
I believe

in this day,

and silently
wish upon
the beauty found

in the streams

the water
is beautiful,
and clear, as the sky,
a mirror,
intended for
our hearts desire,
clearer

we feel

transfixed
by the sounds…

water
running,
sun shining,
and love in
our hearts,
beating together…

we fly higher,
now, and, forever

#poetry, #beauty, #connection, #emotions, #feeling, #heart, #life, #love, #nature, #poem

Jeff Flesch 6:00 am on September 2, 2021
Tags: .poetry ( 531 ), care ( 9 ), connection, dreams ( 38 ), emotion ( 32 ), humanity ( 59 ), Life ( 507 ), Love ( 509 ), nature ( 350 ), poem ( 568 ), shared ( 12 ), transcendence ( 5 )

we’ll always share

weeds feed
my dreams, in a
cavalcade of screams,
while the
majesty in-between, is
just as it seems

rocking back,
and forth
on the porch,
sitting, and
staring at the dead, it dreams

like another reality
altogether, as
birds fly back,
and forth, mirroring
my actions,
without
the necessary transcendence

of being…

felt, not felt,
smothering
like a fleece blanket
on top of
the history
we’ve shared together

recalled,
less enthralled,
I walk towards you
with love in my
heart, stopped,
attracted, less
retracted,
without a stare,
only ever a deeply felt care,
we’ll always share

#poetry, #care, #connection, #dreams, #emotion, #humanity, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #shared, #transcendence