within our hearts protection

Photo by Khamkéo Vilaysing on Unsplash

I point to each
star I see,
wanting to believe
in more

something
beyond the scope
of my
current
ability to cope

with the loss
in my heart,
living there like
a mirage that comes
upon us all at once,
and we stop,

stare, and deeply
revel in a dream
for something
more to be seen…

waiting,
watching,
wondering,
if what we see
is reality, or just
as it seems

blurry, through
the tears that fill
my eyes
continuously,

I seek

shelter,
from the field
of dancing projections
that live within
my minds limited
perfection

and,
the
paradox?

also living
within our heart,
is a capacity
beyond our ability
to comprehend,
so at times, we
pretend
to not notice, yet

the

mobility,
and nobility

once seen
on a movie
screen, now coming
home,
to you and me,

is so wondrous,
we pause, breathe
in the healing
presence, and realize
that all of life’s
dejections,
and, reflections,
live within our hearts
protection


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contemplation magical

Photo by Tefiny Tulod on Unsplash

fine grains of sand
nestled together,
like peas in a bed,
or you and me
in our stead

contemplation
magical
is the way life
comes and goes,
and ready’s us
for the next stage
in our show

hard loving, and
living, take their
toll, as we begin
to notice
as time slows

us down

and we ready
ourselves,
for another part
of the larger parcel,
weaved together before
our eyes ever sparkled

stitches woven
with great care,
we cherish each one
in their place,
as we touch the
velvetiness
of their grace, which

lives in
our inner
heart-space

and spells, and
feels like,
anything, and
everything, but
commonplace


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Haiku #31

Image credit; Sean Robertson @Unsplash

painted pictures
hint
of past circumstance,
longing
in our hearts to dance

In response to the WDYS #90 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


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beyond the horizon

Photo by Rodion Kutsaev on Unsplash

I love to stare off
into the distance, and
witness the birth,
and newness of each
moment,
arising, sometimes
disguising,
and always, always,
mesmerizing

me, while
also

moving me
from deep within,
to another place
and time, and
rejoining me
with
all my kin

beyond hope,
and fear, a land
full of dreams, which
comes and goes, as quick
as my heart beats thin

slowly dancing
to each moments
memory, and
the scope
of our collective hope

transfigured,
I realize these moments
last an eternity,
as the leaves
cascade down
from their mast

and, I

cast
my eyes beyond
the horizon, breathe
in deep,
and thank everyone,
and everything
around me
for the solitude,
and joyousness
I feel at last


The Moments Prose Published at Spillwords!

I would be honored if you would visit Spillwords and read, and or, reread my poem, The Moments Prose, thank you.

Have you ever lost a love
so close,
it’s left you spinning,
and in need
of a heart to slow?

It’s as if you tucked
this love away….

You can read the rest of The Moments Prose, here. Thank you again, my friends.


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a heart filled to the brim

Photo by todd kent on Unsplash

heart
beating fast,
faster,
and then faster,
slowing down
not an option,
nor is the feeling
in my gut, protracted,
and put back
together again,
without much in the way
of a knowing,
as our beautiful sun
keeps glowing

without protection,
breeze blows me
one way,
and then another,
reeling

and,
then,
I’m feeling,

light and heavy
all at the same
time,
is this a paradox
in healing, or
is there
something else here,
and I’m just not sensitive
enough
to know it’s presence
within my heart’s beating?

breathing,
a memory,
a hint of something
in store,
stirs me from the floor,
and all at once,
I feel for

everyone,
and everything
we’ve called our home
since time’s
memory came
into
my very core

notice not coming,
and,
deep down,
the shift
in awareness
creates contemplation
once more

a sigh,
a smile, and,
the revelation
creates continuity
in being,

breathing
the awareness in,
I take all of life within,
and seal this day
with a silent prayer,
and a heart
filled to the brim


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