prodigal sun

I find callousness at noon
desirous
of the prodigal sun

washing
my hands of understanding
and of ignorance

I call out to you

recognizing the moon
carries the seeds of our love
and

the cognition of the stars above


Photos by me, Oregon Coast


New and Forthcoming Publications

Angels Outlined, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am pleased to announce that my poem, Angels Outlined, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece. Iโ€™d be honored if you would read the full poem here. Thank you!

Hidden in Childhood: A Poetry Anthology

I am elated to share that one ore more of the poems I submitted to Hidden in Childhood: A Poetry Anthology, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton, have been accepted. Thank you, Gabriela, and the editing team at Literary Revelations Press for this acceptance, and for supporting my work. I am honored and humbled beyond words.


It is amazing to reflect back upon this year, so full of wonderful memories and experiences, which you are all a part of. I am thankful everyday to be a part of this loving community, and I want to thank all of you for your continued support and friendship.

You all continue to inspire me, and I look forward to creating new experiences and memories with all of you in 2023!

Wishing you all a joyous, peaceful, and wonderful holiday season.

All my love and blessings,

Jeff


Jeff Flesch

#1 Amazon Bestselling Author of Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow

Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women

Jan/Feb 2022 Author of the Month, Spillwords Press


#poetry, #cognition, #contemplation, #contentment, #desire, #hidden-in-childhood-a-poetry-anthology, #ignorance, #intuition, #life, #literary-revelations-press, #love, #masticadoresindia, #nature, #new-publication, #poem, #prodigal-sun, #realization, #seeds, #stars, #transformation, #understanding

raging storm

I walk and wade
along a line in the sky

drawn by verses
twinkling in the night

a lullaby

calling out
sounds and notes

the last defense against allegories
of misanthrope

a raging storm

calmed
by tides of peace, love, and hope


Photo by RezaAskarii, Pixabay

Twitter #vss365 prompt words used: verse, lullaby. Follow me on Twitter here.


Submissions are still open for the Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow: 30 Poems in 30 Days Collaboration. The submission details are located here.



Jeff Flesch

Author, #1 Amazon New Release Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow

Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women

Author of the Month, Jan/Feb 2022, Spillwords Press


#poetry, #awareness, #brilliance, #calm, #feelings, #hate, #insight, #intuition, #joy, #lullaby, #music, #nature, #night, #peace, #poem, #senses, #storm, #violence

cosmos within, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, cosmos within, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

cosmos within

I sit, knees and hands folded
end over end

awaiting the cosmos to appear
within

my heart, a flower blooming
in the vacuum of space and time

a riddle, when chasingโ€ฆ

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


Photo by manychoice, Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #heart, #hope, #intrispection, #intuition, #life, #love, #masticadoresindia, #mind, #nature, #poem, #publication, #silence

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

Devotion

Photo by Ihor Malytskyi on Unsplash

They befall us all,
for itโ€™s a part of being a walking
and breathing kaleidoscope,
on a planet so full of hope.

When they come,
itโ€™s very normal to withdraw,
and look for reasons for this flaw.

Asking questions to the sky above,
yet, that might not be where
the answers are located, my love.

Tragedies are a part of the calamity of
this thing we call life.
They are part and parcel of the
seen and unseen,
and everything in between; conjoined
forever in an illusory dance with,

Blessings

my friend are all around you,
so when you have a moment,
take a minute, and stop. Stop
moving, and just be
with all that surrounds you, and
is within you.
And, in that silence,
listen, feel, and always
keep it real.

Reality holds a lot of promise,
when we move out of the way,
and let go of our preconceived notions.
When we stay in motion,
and let our hearts open,
allowing the silence within to
determine our devotion.

#poetry, #contemplation, #insight, #introspection, #intuition, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #quiet, #slience, #tragedy

Within

Photo by NASA on Unsplash

Waiting at the door, itโ€™s time, and
Yet not to floor us from the task at hand
Itโ€™s reminiscent of your kith and kins land.

A time before, as we glance within the store,
Lookin back, what do we see, only mist opportunities,
And misery. Now reflecting upon the days ahead, knowing
Deep inside your plays are now well best and said.

At this moment you know whatโ€™s to do. Wait no more,
Will you? Burning fire bright, just like that neon light,
Is your inner core of sudden sight, and withstanding
Celebratory delight.

The time of waiting is over you see, for all youโ€™ve ever
Needed was/is within thee.

#poetry, #humanity, #introspection, #intuition, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #within

Innovation

Photo by SUNBEAM PHOTOGRAPHY on Unsplash

Is sometimes, subtle,
And sublime,
Like a rhyme in your head,

You canโ€™t get rid of, or
At, times, make sense of.

Not one you tread on
And bend to your will.

No, more like it floats in,
And whispers of something
Larger, and broader.

Waiting for you to come farther
Then, maybe, youโ€™ve been

In some time, or
Better still, ever portended
Was possible.

A limitless landscape designed
From the imagination, and the
Innovation that lives within.

#poetry, #innovation, #introspection, #intuition, #life, #love, #poem, #poems

Intuition

Photo by Anthony Intraversato on Unsplash

Comes from within,
And feels like a magical
Enterprise, one, I do surmise,

Has been within me
For a very long time.

Though hidden
For a spell,
I do often tell

Of a time

Not so long ago,
Where my intuition
Reappeared, and with
It a zest

For the love of
This life.

Not another life,
Full of perceived strife.

It is a common misconception,
Created,
By our over-thinking,
And even conceiving of
A way out

Of whatโ€™s right
In front of us, and has
Been from the
start.

And?

In the end,
The thinking is the
Antithesis of whatโ€™s needed.

When weโ€™re driven by
Compulsion, we are
Striving for something other

Than ourselves.

Yet, when we are
Guided by that impulsion
We feel on very long nights

Alone

By the fire, and our mind
Does wander, we let it
Because we no longer wonder

What lifeโ€™s all about.

Nay, all is as it should be,
And, we know this, because
This knowing,

Burns deep in our heart,
So we follow that
Kindred spirit
We call

Our Intuition

#poetry, #heart, #intuition, #love, #poem, #poems

Guide

Photo by Mor Shani on Unsplash

I breathe in
And out,
Wondering
What itโ€™s all about

I consider all that
Was taught to me
In all that very stormy weather

Stick your chest out,
Head down, be brave,
Donโ€™t let them see you pout,

Or cry as needed,
Youโ€™d be depleted, and
Called names, so

Suck it up,
Move forward, and
Donโ€™t worry about the
Healing thatโ€™s needed,

Tape it up, and
Go again, keep the motion
Thatโ€™s kept everything in commotion

Yes, itโ€™s true, youโ€™ve
Run right over one of the
Very best parts of you,

No, not on purpose,
You were so little, you
Knew not what you were doing

That well then quieted
For oh so many years,
While you continued to live
In your head, and, at times, yes,
Even felt quite dead

To the world, and all
Of itโ€™s joy and beauty,
For in those days, your sight
Only encompassed

The harshness and the pity

Yet, a new day has dawned,
And little by little, that inner voice,
Has grown stronger, bolder, and, yes,

Even louder, and your vision
Has returned with a thunderous
Zeal, which often feels just like
When you were so very little,

A connection deep within,
Made concrete so long ago,
Then disappeared for decades
Of pain and suffering,

Only to show itself again,
In later life,

To once again guide you,
And provide you
With all the
Best

Thatโ€™s already inside you

#poetry, #intuition, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #writing

A Blogger’s Diary 1/31/21: On My 2 Favorite Posts This Week and Music

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The end of January. Wow. Itโ€™s been almost a year since the pandemic broke out here locally. What a year. And, within 2.5 months of starting to work at home, my first blog post was published. Since then, Iโ€™ve created 295 posts, began following so many amazing blogs and inspiring people, and have now over 450 followers. Awesome, and so much fun.

Alright, letโ€™s get to the writing part.

My 2 Favorite Posts This Week

I want to do something different this week, and for a few weeks. Instead of simply recapping all that I wrote, Iโ€™m going to choose my favorite 2 or 3 posts each week and provide some of the inspiration, thinking, and reflecting that went into the post. Ready? Good. Here we go.

Here are the two Iโ€™m choosing this week.

  1. Reminiscence
  2. Tanka #2

Reminiscence

The reminiscence poem was created as a multi-reflection on my marriage, my childhood, and having two beautiful boys. All three reflections combined in unique ways to create a poem about pain and joy, and recollections about simpler times.

One of the things I love the most about writing poetry, outside of the sheer exuberance I get when an idea flows through me, is looking back, reflecting, and putting on paper some joyous, and yes, sometimes painful life events.

Tanka #2

Tanka #2 was created as a reflection on my meditation practice, and the chasing we sometimes do as humans, trying to get to the next thing, and then the next. Reflecting on meditation and then the concept of chasing after things is a paradox, just like all of life.

The last two lines are a reflection upon creating the future from the present moment, with the knowing that already living inside of me, all of us, are the past, present, and future. As, they are one.

Alright, thatโ€™s my reflection on the reflections that inspired the two poems above. That was fun. Letโ€™s now turn to one of my other favorite topics, music.

Photo by John Matychuk on Unsplash

Music

Iโ€™ve posted about my love for music before, though itโ€™s been a while. I grew up in a household where music was always present. Whether that was through the TV and MTV, my dad playing his guitar, or sisters, mom, or myself playing the radio, cassettes, or an 8-track.

Yes, I did just reference the radio, cassette tapes, and 8-tracks in the same sentence. I did grow up in the late 70โ€™s and 80โ€™s though.

In this entry on music, I want to do two things. Show you the guitar I bought today, and embed a youtube of one of my favorite songs.

Alright, first, here is a pic of the guitar I bought today. As I mentioned, my dad played the guitar. Though I tinkered with the guitar as a child, youth, and young adult, itโ€™s been years, and I am excited to take some lessons and begin to play.

Corvallis, Oregon 2021

Pretty, yes? Yes, I think so too.

Alright, now here is one of my favorite songs. I am present to it, because my oldest son played it on the guitars we looked at on Saturday. Was so beautiful.

Here you go.

YouTube

I just adore this song. Always have, and always will.

Alright, friends, thatโ€™s all for this week.

Remember, to keep breathing and take time for yourself. Itโ€™s important.

Have a great week.

#poetry, #beatles, #blackbird, #blog, #bloggersdiary, #blogging, #diary, #introspection, #intuition, #music, #poem, #reflection, #tanka, #writing