28. February 2013 · Comments Off on Willow tree · Categories: Poetry

There is a vitality about you, an uncertain, almost magnetic draw.

However, brief an encounter. I hold the memory encapsulated, wishing to call on,
and keep only the energetic parts of you.

As free as a willow tree, willfully moving her branches about enshrouding the ground below,
you can’t help but gaze up.

Golden was the sun, deep was the night, and anything was possible.

25. February 2013 · Comments Off on View · Categories: Daily

I awoke to the melodic chirping of bird song. Brewed warm, steaming tea.
Snow flakes fell throughout thursday night. Continued on to the morning of Friday. Moments of slow moving fluffy, twirling dancing snow. A good reason to bake, try cookies, or cake, and run about the house.

This morning is filled with admiration of the heavily decorated old Pines. Ash trees profiled white, enhanced depths of the bark embedded with snow.

Each window holding a new view of a natural landscape, art of the season.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on A better telling · Categories: Thought

Rub you’re hands together.
Know the only person you have to be better than, is who you were yesterday.
Everyone has a story, you are valuable in our telling.
I can speak my part, all the curiosities as to why I still exist, but experience is relative.
I know it wasn’t luck, likely mindset has brought me this far.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on Strive · Categories: Poetry

We each have a preconceived luxury of another.

With our initial needs, and eventual wants or desires.

We strive to exist.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on Biochemical reaction · Categories: Poetry

What is a constant?

My blood’s blue inside, and red when it hits the ground. Functioning on organic food substance. Only oxygen knows my true roots. You’ll need X-ray vision to see how strong I am. I decay daily.

This flesh is a deception. No one image will hold my shade. Or know my history. Black, white, and color it’s all the same.

Matter, and mass will push and pull us.

Habits shape us, big lush waves cover us, where a dream is molded. Preparation, and logic give way to acceptence, and accomplishment.

Loose string will fray us. The depraved, and malnourished will betray us. Heart flutter, mind clutter, big stutter can stray us.

You can know my existence by the shadows I cast. The life forces I nurture. The light I follow.

I thrive with intention. I’m a biochemical reaction.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on Daily passes · Categories: Thought

The sun rises every morning,
I hear the patters of children’s feet,
this is my life.

The world is uncertain, yes.
Experience tell’s me, so. Yet the sound of my house tell’s me to believe, anyway.

How do we teach positive coping, and self esteem?
Daily, by our action, and reaction. Somehow, conveying compassion, and tolerance for our humanity.

The dark night, passes daily.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on I, Them, We. · Categories: Poetry

Within our human experience
there is loss,

When we draw creatively from that pool, reflect, and express ourselves
there is a renewal.

Aware or unaware of this process.
We are healing ourselves, and the edges of our world.

Unfolding, enduring, reaching, and learning.

17. February 2013 · Comments Off on Coexist · Categories: Thought

Internally, or externally love and fear cannot coexist.

When you observe the way you live, how does fear or love weaves into daily speak?
Or action?
How may each of these enhance,
or limit you’re life?

For me in the belief, and the release of the moment, I am content.