Born with gifts and flaws, we ride
The merry-go-round of life
goes up and down like painted ponies
The wheels we put in motion
will brings peace or run over us
No matter the effort, life’s tragedies
will break our spirit.
Will our hearts
become a thousand broken pieces?
Or will these cracks be
where the light comes in?
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 10:25 AM UTC
Finding yourself means being lost.
The only way to reappear is to disappear
Admit you do not know
and are lousy at predictions.
Life will reveal itself.
To know for even one brief moment
what it means to be free
Never settle for a smaller version of yourself
Measuring outcomes leads us
away from inner treasures
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 12:28 PM UTC
Woe to those
who lead little lives
Who leave more inside
than ever gets used
Haunted by ghost
of unborn dreams
Looking toward tomorrow’s
that never come
Smothering their fires of hope
with wet blankets
If only they could ride their dragons
extinguishing fears from yesterday
In a world pestered by distortions
dreams are doorways for the brave
Courage comes and goes
hold on for the next supply
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 3:45 PM UTC
Solitude the unwanted guest
at the Christmas Day celebration,
can you imagine anything worst than
spending Christmas Day alone?
Remember as a child misbehaving
being sent to, “time-out”
for added misery you were
positioned to see others playing.
Today in prison, the worst of the worst,
when they are even worse- solitary confinement.
The picture is clear in our society
solitude is negative, punishment.
Research subjects report in experiments
solitude reduces your happiness and joy.
However, the story is not over
these same research subjects
report solitude adds calmness,
reduces anxiety and enhances clarity.
The question becomes when
I go for a walk in the woods,
what is my objective?
The solitary turtle sunning
on the log in the pond,
what is his objective?
Next time you go for a walk
in the woods, leave your device at home
don’t be so quick to call a friend,
goggle a sports score or type in HelloPoetry.
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 10:33 AM UTC
Time has no space
to be bamboozled
No space for quaint, petty, or polite things
Things that put you to sleep
Time needs to be jolted
Time is beyond chin-up, spine-straight, eyes-ahead
Time lives in radiance
Time demands that washing the dishes becomes holy
Taking a shower becomes part of the water cycle
Emptying the trash an ecological celebration
Time our gift from grandeur
Put down your electronic device
and create your own buzz!
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 4:40 PM UTC
Fly on the window’s ledge
Stuck upside down
Twisting and turning
A ***** disease carrier
I could swat you
One quick blow
Easy, you’re trapped
Instead
I blow a gentle stream of air
You land feet first and fly away
Your struggle too much like mine
Challenged by twists and turns
Sleepwalking in daylight
Missing the universal stream
Which breathe will lift me?
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 4:29 PM UTC
To lose your self in a fabricated world
Being occupied by the mundane
Convention the burial ground
for artful living
There exist a great vortex of false promises.
Follow the difficult trail
Ripen like seed in fertile ground
Love the question and not the answer
Learn to live into the question
Watching your self grow takes patience.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
A gypsy boy
not wanting to be confined
by daily prescriptions
Always jogging on paths
of his own
Still he knows, it’s only
when you stop moving,
you’re called in deeper ways.
Sitting alone in an empty hotel room
Somewhere between nowhere and everywhere
Crying for what he’s seeking
and what he’s leaving behind
Knows he can’t leave his shadow
simply by walking away
Nor find what’s elusive
by chasing illusions
Knows the only way out
is through the pain
Knows that he, like you,
Must take what’s ugly
in his arms and kiss it!
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:32 PM UTC
Abandon Hope
The kind that promise
something more
Things will continue
to fall apart and
come together
There is no place to hide
No longer playing
hide and seek with suffering
Then gratitude for today
The gift of the present
Become visible in the now
There form may surprise
See strength in vulnerability
Find tenderness in unknowing
Totally exhausted, now I can
begin to be here in the now
Love never dies
My suffering fades as
I awake to yours
Love never dies
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 11:53 AM UTC
Today, a moment of panic
in the midst of sheltering-in
The soft safety of stillness
gives way to turbulent winds
Emergence Room Doctor mode
frantic, running every which way,
reaching for the prescription pad.
Surely, I could write an answer.
Like a person with a broken car,
thinking everything will be ok
If only, I can repaint the car.
a new exterior, that’s the answer.
Sitting in my monastic cell
A Red Fox scampers along
the fence line
His inner fox and outer fox
scamper in harmony.
The soft safety of knowing, the Red Fox
not wishing for even one hour
to be a ******
Repainting my exterior
will not slow turbulent winds.
In the midst of sheltering-in
The soft safety of stillness
like the Red Fox’s deep knowing
Joins my inner self and
outer self in harmony.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 3:38 PM UTC