Mesmerizing is
the sun, radiating love
and breathing life
into my being.
I often stare up,
wanting to catch a glimpse
of that fiery ball
in all of its
glory.
Tag Archives: Life
Tanka #12
lights shine in night sky,
an owl sings in the distance,
crickets echo, day
contemplating existence,
be still and take it all in
Haiku #24
Water, transfixed in
mind, ruminations abound
as life mirrors back.
Forget
Sometimes
my emotions feel like a
spool of thread
wound tight, yet not too so,
more just right.
How, you ask, could I know?
Years spent
living in a body
with emotions bound
so tight,
I lived on the verge
of extinction
from the very bliss of
every little feeling distinction.
And now?
Just right,
is about the state
of things today. And,
I’m always curious
about what the next chapter
will lay
at my feet.
As I continue
to learn
more about my (our)
very existence
on a planet
so full of wonder
I often forget
what I’m dealing
with.
Bold
Does language
ever really capture
the love we feel
completely?
Do stars
drop from the sky
and nestle us
with great surprise?
Pondering
these questions,
I think about the boys,
grown up so much now;
it’s hard to believe
as I still see their shadow
in my rear view.
On different paths,
are they,
yet learning more,
they are,
about themselves,
and, yes,
everyone else.
A miracle to behold,
is the gift
of being a father
to two young men
so bold.
They touch my heart
in so many ways,
at times,
it’s impossible to impart
the fullness
of this beautiful gift,
especially when we are apart.
Be that as it may,
for today, it’s enough
to know
that they live within,
and will stay there
forevermore.
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.
28-5
I knock three times,
yes,
it’s 28-5.
It seems I’ve got
that right, yet
there’s never an answer,
and I wonder
what might be the matter.
I pace
and think,
and think and pace,
clearing my mind
of all those escapes, and
preconceived ideas
of what I’m missing, while
staying present
to the glow that’s forth giving.
And, just then,
I hear someone
from behind the door,
calling someone
from beyond
the shore.
And yet,
no one’s there,
and I wonder
about all that’s fair,
as our
hearts
mingle in a dance
of inquiry,
hidden from view
behind
a barricade
of life’s fullest and most
interesting mysteries.
In response to the WDYS #81 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Haiku #23
memories forged of
another place and time, we
sit and ponder this
Protection
The tree stands,
some in light
and some in shadow
A whimsical
feeling soes foretell
of another
delightful place and time,
Where healing happens
in an instant
and all those issues
are gone before you’ve
glimpsed it.
It’s there
on the stairs,
again, calling
to all that care.
Beauty
in all that’s seen
just like in a dream,
magical, mysterious,
and certainly glowing
with such effervescence
you wonder
if it’s really full
of that much pleasure.
You reconcile
the feeling
with a need for healing,
and realize,
the light’s always been
there. Guiding
and providing
you with direction
and much protection.
Lift
Through
thick and thin,
and all the spaces that live
within.
They provide
guidance
at every turn,
even when it might burn.
And,
display persistence
in the face of adversity,
especially when
we are close
to calamity.
A mother’s love
burns so bright,
the light can be seen
from other worlds
even on the darkest of nights.
Not asking for anything
in return,
leading from the center,
until the heavens
open up
and shower us
with their love, and, yes
we did learn.
On this Mother’s Day,
then,
let us impart this small gift,
upon those strong and courageous
women,
whose dedication, love,
and kindness,
did always give us
that needed lift.
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