Let's get something straight! ... You are never going to have all of the answers!
Life is always going to keep you feeling uncertain about one thing or another!
Just when you think you've worked it all out, something else is going to ***** you up, mentally!
Stop! ... Stop trying to figure it all out at once! It isn't all going to fall into place--like so many people will have you believe!
Let's be honest with ourselves!
Accept what you cannot control! Accept that nothing stays the same! Accept that life is ever evolving! Accept that even you, yourself, will change, without notice, without realising!

We are only human, we don't use our brains to their full capacity--we don't know how to! We can't control the amount we use, simply because we want to! Intention, and putting your mind to it, isn't enough. And even if we could, that wouldn't change anything, because we cannot control others, or the universe!

It isn't your fault!
We all make mistakes - how smart you are, has nothing to do with it!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

I want to write a poem
Like a yogi’s meditation
Every minute of the day

Through blackness of my sadness
Red is glory close to heart while
White arises pale and cold

I tried to write a poem
All about the triumph of love
That took me 10 years to write

Despite my fierce suppression
That passion in all its hunger
Realized like turtle doves

I wrote my heartfelt poem
In a trance of deep rem sleep
Feeling the ruthlessness of truth

I must complete this poem
Awake to writing its wonder
Instead remembered this one

Poetry comes from the heart and soul
At times it is revealing
Laying bare inner most secrets
Others, it is concealing
Misleading the reader
To the truth of what is deep within
Poetry
It is truth
It is deceit
A mystery
Or just plain spoken
Poetry
Is whatever you want it to be
A song you hope captures the moment

Kelly Rose
© September 16, 2017

Grey and sodden clouds cry
From my north-western sky
Where I used to fly with satellites
Before I was stuck at traffic lights

I'm pretending that I'm sane
With a bandage around my brain
Pretending that I'm whole
With sutures in my soul

Tight and screaming reins
Hold the prophets in my veins
Aquarius turns again
Again and yet again

                                  By Phil Roberts

gentle bird of the wilderness,
summer shore of rust
and gold,

the sky with her swift clouds of mist,
her blue-greys,
and her stormy wings,
beyond beautiful.

with all the strength of my
heart, i open the stormy
door of your love,
i cry and cry to find you,

a rough wind that blows with
your storm, aches and
gives way,

your ghosts the quietest
of stars.