I call to the wind

in times of great distress, I call to the wind,
a friend, and constant companion when times are
grim

less known than before, part of the paradoxical
nature of love and loss,
shown

as part of a life lived

in its myriad fabrics and textures, feeling them with zeal,
I reel, and find a home in all
that’s real…

no hiding, now exposed, raw, vulnerable, and ready
to let go

of the pain, and sorrow, and simply sit in the magnificence
of love in all its shapes, and sizes,
bestowed…


I am at the Oregon coast this weekend, and it is beautiful. The above pic and poem were inspired by my time here, which I always treasure. Growing up by the ocean was a gift, and now living relatively close to the ocean once again fills my heart. Wishing you all a beautifully blessed Sunday, and coming week.


#beauty, #emotions, #feeling, #healing, #heart, #life, #loss, #love, #nature, #ocean, #open, #pain, #poem, #sea

the presence of love

loving is hard work, relating all we’ve known,
truth, and deep pain, resonates
the same…and,

sometimes

it does burn, scalding from within,
as we look up, transfixed, by the night sky,
cool, placid, not dim

we wonder

what’s hidden in those galaxies, far away, as we try,
offering solace to our hearts, giving those we love
another start, to

make their way into the galaxy next door, buried
in a love so deep, we often ignore, yet, opening up,
we create the possibility of another
shore

waves lapping upon the heart, cooling the burn, healing
the pain, and offering us more hope than
we can say…

experience, not at bay, only ever, the presence
of a love that will never stray, and
always stay…


Photo by WikiImages, Pixabay


#poetry, #emotion, #feeling, #galaxies, #healing, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #presence, #reflection

​​a heart filled with love

heart opening up to new realities,
I see much more today than any other day,
when dismay was more present, the gifts all around,
did sway

in the breeze gently, head down, furious pace,
lost, and wondering where to turn about…

looking up, the sky always tried to offer solace,
and a way to stay

keeping the pain at bay,
and as

clarity dawned, after much work on heart,
and many tears did
pour forth

cleaning and cleansing all the broken parts,
offering a healing in the light, when at its darkest
was the night

a shining, there was, and meet it, I did, where
time stops, and we’re present to all we’ve done,
and give thanks to

a heart filled with love, that always was…


Photo by geralt, Pixabay


#poetry, #broken, #darkness, #emotion, #feelings, #healing, #heart, #insight, #life, #light, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #realization, #whole

sweet, like sugar cane…

the key fits the lock just right, as it did
on that fateful night, when we first met,
feeling free

were we

to explore, understanding our hearts’ galore,
combined

that first step, in a multifaceted romance,
with

deep feelings lasting centuries, unbound, limitless,
and grounded in a love,
bleeding

found under a field of compassion, where flowers
grow tall, and their hearts sprout everything,
no doubt

nay

resoluteness, replaced all doubt, and what did sprout,
was tender as a supple branch, blowing
in the afternoon breeze

and, as I reach for my keys one last time, I reminisce on all
the love we felt within, and know
time will move on

yet what will remain is the key just the same,
the one we used to unlock years
of passionate embrace

and a love that was sweet, like sugar cane…

In response to the WDYS#108 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Photomix company @ Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #heart, #life, #light, #love, #nature, #passion, #poem, #reminiscence, #romance, #time, #wdys108