Bold

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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.

#poetry, #fatherhood, #heart, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #sons

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

28-5

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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.

#poetry, #28-5, #heart, #inquiry, #intruige, #life, #love, #mystery, #poem, #poems, #wdys81

Haiku #23

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memories forged of
another place and time, we
sit and ponder this

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Protection

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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.

#poetry, #contemplation, #direction, #feeling, #guide, #healing, #introspection, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #protection

Lift

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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.

#poetry, #courageous, #guidance, #life, #lift, #love, #mothers-day, #persistence, #poem, #poems, #strength

A Blogger’s Diary 5/9/21: On The Week, Writing and Reflecting, Emotions, and Acknowledgement

The Week

A lovely week this past week, as always. I’ve been continuing to prepare and plant my plot at the community garden. I’ll have another installment in the gardening series in the next week. Fun.

I’ve also been playing the guitar more. There is something about music. I’ve always known this, yet I’ve rediscovered, or, maybe it’s, renewed a deep passion within me for, and with, music. I love it so much.

I’ve also been working, well, a lot. The team is as busy as ever. We just finished the summer schedule, which we will publish next week. I will share it with all of you in my next diary post.

And, of course, I’ve been writing. Less this week, yet, it’s always there, and inspirational.

Writing and Reflecting

I completed the first entry in the Willamette Valley Wanderings and Wonderings series, and am contemplating my next hike. It will be next weekend, and I may drive up to Salem. Not sure. We will see. However it goes, I’ll have some lovely pictures and reflections to share with all of you.

I also published the purpose post this past week, which was fun. I think about purpose in such a different way today. Actually, I think about everything today quite differently. Purpose is just another concept that I like to think about; and, for me, purpose lives and breathes in each moment. It’s always there, and doesn’t need much attention. Just being, living, and loving. Awesome.

Emotions

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As you all know, I write a lot about emotions. The reason I write about emotions so often, is that for most of my adult life I held all of my emotions in, and didn’t process them.

Once I learned how to understand my feelings, I began to learn how to process them, talk about them, and, yep, write about them.

Therefore, in the past 4 years, I’ve lived through, and engaged with, a lot of emotional processing. These experiences serve as the foundation for many of my poems, and are quite beautiful.

I appreciate each of you for walking through these experiences with me, and supporting me as we do so. An honor.

Acknowledgement

I’ve also been reflecting more upon the concept acknowledgement this past week. Partly because as I was preparing the quarterly team report, it occured to me that I had so many acknowledgements to make, if I made them all in a single communication, it would be, well, rather lengthy.

Therefore, I chose to create a 4-day communication event, acknowledging a few team members each day. It feels right, and is important. It’s also important to acknowledge ourselves, and to do so often.

When we acknowledge how we feel, the lows, the highs, the middle spots, we get so much more back; and, we develop a real sense of what it means to be a human being on this wonderful planet.

As a final acknowledgement this week, I’d like to acknowledge my beautifully strong mother, sisters, exwife, and all of those moms out there who, for so many reasons, exemplify strength, persistence, determination, compassion, love, and kindness.

Thank you. Thank you for being exactly as you are.

Alright, everyone that’s all for this week.

Have a fantastical week.

#acknowledgement, #blogger, #bloggers-diary, #blogging, #diary, #emotional-intelligence, #emotions, #life, #love, #moms, #mothers-day, #reflecting, #writing

The Fabric of Accessorised Attachment: Amber and Jeff (4)

When I look inside,
sometimes is found a diatribe,
of ideas, which are
moving and shaping
experience
without the knowledge
of the receiver.

Egoic mind in motion,
suffering extending roots
from craving to attachment.
Blinding light of awareness,
are you afraid of the
parallax light would perform?

Following these ideas
from here to there
is often pale,
until that is,
we get beyond
the veil.

We often accessorize
to people and ideas
too comfortably
with the gates to our heart
unlocked
with hope,
the void of emptiness
remains when the
filled absence
has dissolved.

We must then
make headway,
and, stay resolved,
by being open
to all that’s at our door,
while we learn more
about humanities very core.

Welcome others to be who
they truly are,
by mirroring and refracting
off Self.
Don’t force situations,
solutions once submerged emerge,
uncertainty is reality,
delve into it.

Experience
is a wise teacher, and
can shed light
on the ideas
we struggle with,
while we bundle close
together,
and pray for
our very souls.

Detachment does not
mean that you should own nothing,
but that nothing should own you.
Soaring above the
high planes,
be enrolled experience
yet not of it.

Experience as the guide,
please abide, and
delight yourself in the fabric
of reality within view,
while ensconcing
yourself in the mystery
of all that is hidden within you.

Created by Amber of DiosRaw, and myself.

#poetry, #attachment, #awareness, #collaboration, #detachment, #diosraw, #experience, #heart, #humanity, #life, #love, #mind, #mystery, #poem, #poems, #reality, #unreality

Haiku #22

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twists and turns galore,
heart ready to explore, with
silence at your door

#poetry, #contemplation, #exploration, #haiku, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #silence

Sealing and Healing

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Trauma and pain
go together,
and as I sit here
and type this poem,
I’m reflecting upon
this person’s pain, and
all of the memories
that are the impetus for such
agony and drain.

The memories
are like splinters
in my heart,
and run deep, just like
a fracture in the earth,
which, in times of
great consternation
split wide open,
spilling forth
the earth’s contents
from it’s very core.

And,
just like our beautiful
Mother’s fractures,
these splinters of the heart,
widen with time,
until momentum enough
is created,
and everything comes
spilling forth.

Yet,
this truth does not
live in isolation
from the sealing
and healing
of those splinters of heart,
and fractures of earth,
which gather together
over time.

Acknowledging
their existence,
and filling them,
one and all,
with love and compassion
is a remedy
that I truly adore.

#poetry, #contemplation, #fractures, #heal, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #pain, #poem, #poems, #sealingandhealing