finally opened up

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looking out over
seas of tranquility,
never manifest,
even though I tried
my best

waiting to see,
wanting to learn,
watching the earth,
roam around my dearth

I digest more
than is possible,
all the while
the improbably
seems to find me

no matter
where
I hide the keys,
your always there

with,

just the right
instance,
forgetting
all about
my present
circumstances

taking courage

and,
a drive
that is more
than one will
combined

released, then,
years later, upon
a sea of possibility

finally found,
after ages,
while I resisted,
you persisted, gained
access

and,
showed
me the layer
upon layer of
human misery,

and,

the joy upon
joy, of human
ingenuity

ah, what

love is found
in a second act
of a life, thought
for a time broken
beyond repair,

and, yet
right there,

just then,

the brokenness
was sealed,
and delivered, as
completeness
set in

and,

the
whole world
finally opened up
to me,
through you,
and, everything,
my dear, became
so very clear


#poetry, #broken, #complete, #contemplation, #determination, #introspection, #joy, #life, #love, #misery, #paradox, #poem, #poems, #resilience, #strength, #surrender

beyond the horizon

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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.


#poetry, #aliveness, #beauty, #connection, #dreams, #emotions, #heart, #horizon, #humanity, #joy, #life, #love, #memory, #moment, #poem, #poems, #presence, #solitude, #trasnformation

The Gift Bestowed

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jagged edges
cut deep
while resolving

we keep

our connection
to all
of our heart’s
deepest secrets
bared
only
for you and me

hidden
for a time

back
with fervor
and a gusto
all their
own

we know

the show
is only
for those
that truly grow

into

other iterations
of being
while transfixed
by the matrix
of collective
memories
and

shadows
of past
circumstance

we resolve

and move
toward tomorrow
with a sense of
urgency
and yes
sometimes sorrow

yet
finally

we behold

the
afterglow
of the
gift bestowed


I wrote this poem the other night, and I as I reflected upon the WDYS #87 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje, it occurred to me that this poem was perfect for the prompt. I love it when that happens.

Utmost Feelings – Coming Soon!

If you’ve not yet checked out Astha’s Anthology, Utmost Feelings, please check it out when you have a chance, and share as you are able. Thank you.

Additionally, the coauthors of Astha’s Anthology, Utmost Feelings, are creating a space for people to send their sentiments to Astha’s family.

If you are interested, please add your sentiments to this form, thank you, and stay blessed.

#poetry, #care, #compassion, #connection, #determination, #growth, #humanity, #joy, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #resilience, #sorrow, #wdys

Dancing Trees

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Have you ever seen
a treen
dancing brilliantly,
just as the wind
whips up and flows
gently among
the branches and
the tender fibers of it’s being,
ever so elegantly?

Walking along the sidewalk,
cracks in its façade,
breaking,
yet whole and solidifying.

The wind behind you,
moving
you forward,
just as you are pulled
into another dimension
of being;

and,

you look up
to witness
Nature smiling,
while continually
providing you
clues

to our existence,
trees dancing
in the sunlight,
glinting and radiating
their essence
of everlasting delight.

You know from within,
they are
dancing for you,
and you pause,
to take in all of their splendor,
big smile on your face,
and you laugh and giggle
just like you did
when you were little.

Oh, the joy,
of nature’s gifts
bestowed upon
us all,
it’s enough to forestall,
while you continue
to watch
them dancing,
all.

#poetry, #contemplation, #dancing, #existence, #gifts, #introspection, #joy, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #trees, #wind

Grin

With every step I take
there is heartache,
like I might
break.

And, then, just around
the bend, I
see you grin, and
my ache turns into a
silent has been.

#poetry, #grin, #hamity, #has-been, #joy, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #smile

Music

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The music fills me with such
love and beauty, it’s like free-falling
with all the best intentions, just now,
while the world shepherds a course
of direction, and I feel that deep connection.

I sit and let the music fill me, every nook and
cranny of my soul becomes engulfed in the
sound and feeling of all that’s there. Oh, such
devotion and care.

Care for ourselves is such an important
part of our journey. Sometimes we feel lost,
and unsure, even uncomfortable in our own skin,
even when we are with our kin. It’s not a demerit,
we all feel this way at times, so let your heart inherit.

The joy you feel within, as you take in the piano
paying a melody you swear was written for you, and
you grin.

The smile filling the room with joy and love,
it’s enough to absolve the remainder of the lost
souls, in which you do connect, as you see yourself
in their midst, and have lived through the tests, just
as they are now presently, giving their best.

Best is what we each carry, give out, and try
not to tarry. No, give all that you have, my friend,
and, when it’s time, let the music fill you and
begin the dance again.

#poetry, #beginagain, #contemplation, #emotions, #humanspirit, #introspection, #joy, #life, #love, #music, #nature, #poem, #poems, #resilience

Pain

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Comes
In many forms, and
Begins
When you are born,

To this world
Of misery,
And jubilation, yes,

They do coexist,
And are stable

A match made in
Heaven, they say

Though it’s quite
Possible, some are
Astray, lost beyond the

Dunes of hope

Yet,
They too
Will find their way
Back to a joyous heart

Before they
Depart this plane

And watch the pain
Melt away

Know though,
You may stay
On this plane, and
Find a release

From your birthright
Of pain

And, yes,
It does
Take days to
Conceive of the

Proper place
To set down
Your burden

Yet,
Also know
There are places
Found for such excursions

Within

So, take the
Time needed, and
Dive deep toward
Your center

Where your pain is
Like a lost treasure,
Residing, and,
Maybe too, hiding,

Awaiting an
Uncovering

A freeing
Among the rest, so
Don’t be beset,
Go into your pain,
And let it rain

Until

The day
Comes to say
All is as it should be,

And wave goodbye
to it all

Letting go,
Of the pain
You’ve been carrying
With forestalled
Anticipation, and
Clever precipitation,

Be as it may,
Your pain, my dear, will
Eventually go away

#poetry, #heart, #joy, #life, #love, #pain, #poem, #poems

Loss

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Happens
To us all
Even when
We’d rather

Forestall

The pain, and
Grief
From coming

Close

At heart, we hold
Those dear,
And, when there’s

A suddenance
To the loss,
We fall backward
And out of

Cadence

With our normal
Rhythm
Of life, not because
We’re made of strife

Rather, because
We’re a part of this
Very life,
Which contains

Both,
Misery and joy,
And, yes, we do
Employ them both, and

It’s okay to feel them

As needed,
Even prescriptive
When hidden

And, now I’m

At your hospital bed,
Awaiting your return

Hoping and praying

That it’s not
Your turn, yet
Knowing it’s likely

As we can see
The signs
Written
Upon

The wall of your life,

Nay, our life,
Together

Because, yes, we
Were friends, and
Strangers in some ways

Until the very end

And in coping
I try to understand
Why it happened

So fast, and am
Reminded it’s
Not mine to pretend

To know
The answers
My friend

I called you
My dad,
And, did until
The end

With that last
Kiss upon you
Forehead,
I rendered the loss

Of my father, and
Dearest friend

#poetry, #dad, #emotions, #greif, #heart, #joy, #life, #loss, #love, #misery, #pain, #poem, #poems