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755 · Feb 2016
home for sale
our dream was lovely
now we awaken
to reality
of love
*lost
753 · Oct 2014
seasons of change
the autumn wind acts as
a forerunner of the coming winter

leaves fall, and life slows in order
to make room and prepare for
something new

a slow anticipation builds,
as living creatures prepare for the winter

I was never good at waiting for winter,
it always felt too desolate and alone

today is a new day as I feel the autumn wind
with eager anticipation of winter,
because I know with certainty no winter lasts forever; it is the forerunner of spring

I wait in silent joy for new life to grow
and prepare my heart for change
A poem written out of musings on how life changes, and how we grow through different periods of desolation, waiting, welcoming, and opening to new possibilities.
753 · Aug 2014
why write?
there are days where I feel pointless,
even a bit sad that my poems are
merely a drop in a vast ocean of
thoughts and expressions

why bother writing and sharing?

I sometimes feel insignificant,
and compare myself to others
and feel like I fall short.

there will always be people who write more clearly,
more beautifully with clear imagery,
but none writes like me.
I write, because I must.
sometimes the words build up inside of me,
and if I don't let it out it will slowly eat me up from the inside.

I write and share, because even though my words are like a drop
in a vast sea, at least like water I am connected to others by sharing a little snap shot of my life, thoughts and feelings.

I write, because it reminds me that I am worthy and loved enough to allow the beautiful act of creation to work within
me.  

I am part of the process of life, I am part of the whole, I am part of the "We."  

I am not alone.
I felt a bit overwhelmed with comparing myself to others, and feeling like my poems are not good enough.  My self consciousness lead to me doubting myself, so I wrote a poem to rememind myself why I write, and that I am worthy and deserving to create, love and be loved.
752 · Aug 2017
the space in between
there are sometimes a vast silence between us,
it started as a small divide.
there seems to be a vast ocean separating me from you,
and yet love remains.

no matter how small or how big the space between us,
remember I love you, I am grateful for you, and I forgive you.
Words need not be spoken, but just know that I am always here
ready to embrace you in love to welcome you home.
I was thinking of God's love for a wayward child.
751 · Jan 2016
heart aflame (10w)
love ignites
a flame
in this
icy heart of mine
748 · Mar 2014
Cascade
The cascade of sounds
washes over me,
chaotic caucophony
of an urban landscape.

Your faint whisper
spoken in love,
echoes in my heart,
creates a safe quiet center.

No matter where I go,
love echoes in my heart,
creating a vibration of sound
that cascades out in harmony.
745 · Apr 2014
allergic to serenity
life is so good
yet I long for
*chaotic extremes
10w
745 · Aug 2015
to my followers (10w)
we are strangers
yet our lives are
woven by poetry
Gratitude for all the folks that have encouraged me on this community and support my creative process.  Thank you.
744 · May 2016
time
time
waits for no one
so live fully in today
743 · Mar 2016
love in silence
love is
the air I breathe
my daughter's smile
the meeting of heart to heart
in the quiet silence of now
741 · Mar 2014
slow crushing despair
a quiet discontent
seeps slowly into my bones.

a steady stream of despair
floods my whole perspective.

I cannot escape the weight
pressing quietly down on me.

A slow steady death of my own making.
How do I escape this maddening numbness?

I cry out of the darkness out of a deep dark hole.
A glimmer of hope comes in the form a voice.

Someone climbs down into the darkness with me,
and tells me that he  can't lift me out, but
he can share with me how he dug himself out.

Hope rises from strange places,
and mine began when
I experienced love from strangers,
and realized I am part of a We.
740 · Nov 2016
morning
stay awake
listen deeply
awake within
and breathe
embrace life
Inspired by my meditation practice
737 · May 2016
city life
I wonder and wander
alone aimlessly
until I find you
Creator You dance in my heart
as You've never done before.

Day by day I am becoming a little more free.

I am grateful to be alive and to be drawn closer to You.

I am awakening to the music that's always been inside of me
that I've slowly become deaf to.  As I awake, I dance with You
and realize You've always been dancing in my heart.

My body moves in rhythm to the music of creation and I laugh
and laugh.  I embrace You as You embrace me closer as two long friends,
two long lost lovers.  You are Love, and I am immersed in You.

Lover of Life, Your love does not erase my identity,
but help me simply be.  Alive to all of reality, embracing pain, joy, tears,
laughter and all the things in between.

My heart sings and my body dances in time to Your music.
732 · Jan 2015
absence of sound
my life is lived with such
motion and speed
that sometimes I miss the
absence of sound
the deep stillness and silence
that is at the core of my being
731 · Jun 2016
second chances
another day sober and free
new possibilities rising
from despair to hope
resentment to love and tolerance

walking through difficulty
with my head held high
trusting in a Loving Higher Power
holding my daughter close

no longer isolated and alone
I trudge the road of happy destiny
with friends: brothers and sisters
who lift me up when I stumble and fall

I get to show up to life today
I am so grateful for second chances
to live life sober and free
my heart reaching out to help another
731 · May 2016
a flicker of hope
hope burns even in the darkest of nights

Love guides my way
Divine Love
730 · Oct 2015
futility
i try and try
and all i get is
accusations

i cannot live your life
for you

but i can live my life by principles,
even if you disagree with my path
729 · Nov 2014
a blessing song
Beloved*
my heart is brimming with gratitude
for the gift of new life

as tiny hands grasp my fingers
and I listen to tiny breaths
I feel my heart filling with joy and thanks
for the ability to love and be loved

may new life begin in me,
so I may keep welcoming life

Beloved
thank you for helping me walk though the darkness,
so I can bask in the light now

there is an inner light that lives in me and
in the life of this little one that I hold
The only words that rises to my lips are
"thank you I love you"
Thoughts of a new father grateful he survived times of depression, suicide attempts, an unspiritual life, to now able to live a life filled with gratitude and not resentments and fears.
727 · May 2016
birthday
deep gratitude
this day of my birth
for divine breath
I turned 36 today.
719 · Oct 2016
lost love
hoping against hope
to find my way
back to you
719 · Jun 2012
Yoga
.                            Y  
                        D        contorts
                  O   ­                   into
            B                                 serenity
    
   my                                          while my
                      
                                                                ­                                   mind strains  
                                                                ­                                   strangely removed from                            
                                ­                                                                 ­  my BODY until
                                                           ­       
                                                                ­       they meet
                                                                ­           for
                                                                ­        a brief
                                                                ­           BRA
                                                             ­          M         C
                                                               ­      E               E
718 · Dec 2011
fragment/whole
life               broken  
        lived                  free
                   from                cages  
    
                   heart               break  
                  
                   collide             into
                              
                               silent
dreams
717 · Apr 2014
limitless
little gestures of Your love
carry me through the day
Feeling helped by a power greater than me today, when all I want to do is give up and withdraw from life.  I'm running on fumes, but thankfully I have time for a nap before going into work at night.
717 · Jul 2015
zest
a zest
for
life
cannot be taught
only experienced
by willingness to
accept everything
as
*is
717 · May 2016
lost on the west coast
nothing is as freeing
as aimless wandering
*i am free
I really love having time to explore a new city at my own pace. Seattle is a fun city to walk around.
711 · Sep 2014
lost at sea
the one I knew
is dead and gone
lost at sea

pulled out
by the tide
drowned at sea

only to return
as not walking corpse
but a new man

you did not
rise like the Phoenix
out the ashes
but rose out of the water
baptized by the trial at sea
into a hardened sailor
with a sensitive heart
because of the suffering you bore

being lost is relative
and in some ways
you found yourself
for the first time
when you were
lost at sea
Not sure where this came from, sort of an allegory on the spiritual journey.
706 · Sep 2014
the space in between
there are no words to describe
the space in between
where love blossoms or welts

no words to describe
the space in between
when life lifts you up or crushes you

no words to describe
the space in between
the joy of birth and grief of death

the greatest gift of my spiritual journey
has been learning to experience
the space in between
where life is more than either/or
joe cole's assignment
703 · Sep 2015
sick
your cries break my heart
and I hold you close until
you whimper into sleep

my gentle swaying and rhythm of my heart
guide you to sleep

my daughter,  I hope someday you
discover that the Divine Presence
holds you safe and close like I do

There will be times
I will not be with you
But remember that God
is always with you
Reflections on how the Divine Presence is like a loving parent that holds us safe.   My wife and I have been giving our daughter extra tender loving care as she gets over her first fever from a little virus.
703 · Sep 2015
scars
my open wounds have finally
turned into scars

the past sometimes linger
and leave scars on the inside

my heart shines love and compassion
upon myself and the little boy I once was

today i carry my scars not with shame,
but with love knowing that it's all part of life
growing pains
702 · Jul 2015
our love is not a drug
Your love is not a drug
that binds me into self

My love for you is not the delusion
of chemical dependency that holds me
hostage

Our love frees and helps us grow
A love spoken and lived with
commitment and honesty

In order to be daily open to this love
we continue to discard old notions that
keep us imprisoned in ourselves
701 · Oct 2015
late night (10w)
never enough time
to do everything
say everything
just be
reflections on presence, and doing enough. written while on call as a chaplain.
695 · Mar 2015
my writing process
think think think

procrastinate
procrastinate
procrastinate

breathe

write write write
693 · Jul 2016
be
be
words flow
bodies move
I become
still and silent.
be.
692 · Mar 2014
a God like Big Bird
I believe in
a God like Big Bird,
who is kind,
soft, and
safe.

A God,
who is a friend,
a friend that laughs,
cries, and
will make me smile.

A God,
who is not like
the disciplinary God
of my childhood,
who judges
my every
move.

I
love
a God like Big  Bird,
who
nests
in
my
heart.
685 · Apr 2016
a new heart
I feel like the Tin Man
wanting a new heart
678 · Jun 2014
echoes in eternity
"In the beginning was the Word..."

The voice of the Creator
awakened the universe into being,
a Word spoken out of nothing that
echoes in eternity.

A sound that collapses time and place
and brings forth the Word to echo
infinitely through all the ages.

The Word chose to dwell among us
in the form of a vulnerable human being,
who was flesh and blood like me.

You and I share the imago dei, and
like the Word made flesh can yearn
for unity with the Creator.

The Word echoes in our flesh,
and reverberates through our hearts.

We encounter the Word knocking at our door,
when we welcome the stranger.  

May the sound of love echo through my soul into yours.
May these words speak life into mine and to yours till
the sound vibrates into a we.  

No longer separate and alone, but home.
Inspired by Gospel of John
676 · Sep 2016
let go, let it flow
all effortlessly
flowing out
of me,
when I
let go
675 · Feb 2014
Love is an Action
In my youth I thought love
was a feeling or thought.

A deep thirst
yearning to be
quenched.

Love  was always fleeting,
always lost or something
to be frantically grasped.

In the depth of my sorrow,
I was lifted out despair
in a moment of surrender.

A moment theisists would call
grace.
I call love in action.

Love found me when
I was desperate to  call for help,
And desperate to admit that
I could not earn or coerce love.

Love grows when
I surrender
My selfishness,
When I give and receive help.

Love is an action
I practice everyday ,
so I do not return
To the hell I created.

Love in action
That allows me to
Live in gratitude.
670 · Jun 2016
redeemed by love
love consumes and mends
the broken places in my life
670 · Sep 2016
life giving poetry
living poetry
roots me into
the seat
of my heart
665 · Apr 2016
ache
my heart aches
but I am happy to know
I have loved
with all of
me
660 · May 2016
a new freedom
heart beats                              brain stops
thoughts quiet                       heart sings
a new song                             free of fear
life grows anew                    with heart free
I was experimenting with spacing and abstract free association.
659 · Sep 2018
rainy days
when will the
sun come out
to play?

Rainy days
are necessary,
but sure could use
some sunny days.
658 · Aug 2014
memories
deep pools of sorrow
waiting to drown me

pulled down by fear,
guilt and remorse

today, I know where
the stepping stones are
that guide me
step by step
to the other side
655 · Jul 2014
the big sleep
Buddhists say that each breath brings us closer to death
the saying is not a morbid desire for death, but a reminder to wake up now

I know the big sleep is coming, and some days knowing I will die motivates me to be fully present to today, but somedays the knowledge I will die makes me want to withdraw and do nothing

I don't want to run from death, or embrace death to run from life
654 · Jun 2016
burn with life
I want to burn with life
fully present and alive
652 · Oct 2014
words unspoken
there are some words better
spoken in silence,
like a gentle touch and a soft
smile with the one you love.
652 · Nov 2015
life & death
each breath is precious
each breath i die a little

i am grateful for my life
i am grateful for being mortal

each moment is precious, because it never happens again
each moment is a gift, because i am a "spiritual being having a human experience."
Quote is from Catholic Priest and theologian Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, SJ.
652 · Aug 2015
night time (10w)
sun sets
thoughts quiet
breaths slow
body rests
heart awakes
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