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 Jan 2018 S Smoothie
ryn
Regardless
 Jan 2018 S Smoothie
ryn
the symphony
played by the water
upon the shore

punctuated at times
by that errant wave
that crashed a little too hard

dislodging half-buried notions,
revealing pint-sized dreams
and tabulating forgotten score

serving watchful eyes
a fistful of sand,
and pays concerned hearts
with total disregard
The slices as delicate as her hands
had aroma of her love

her eyes deep ocean
made me forget my space

I slept on her touch
and she loved to touch me.

The beckons to be free
I dealt with her *****
and tears were her answer
when I tore apart the bond.

I loved her
but needed my rightful home
among the stars.
Like the last year, I begin this with a children's poem, or nearly one.
(https://hellopoetry.com/poem/1844700/cathy-and-the-spider/)
Happy New Year friends, I'm blessed to have your company.
It's a place where you would rather not be
engaged in a quarrel and unable to agree.
Between two strangers or with one you know
in a display of words disagreement to show.

A sad state of affairs and opposite of harmony
usually about something they did not foresee.
Ending with both parties not seeing eye to eye
and very often it's without a clear reason why.

It could be one taking more and giving back less
to the other who considers the matter in distress.
Or perhaps ignoring to do what should be done
in our duty to one another that incurs a bad run.

If a lack of trust or deception has been at play
there are suspicions that don't easily go away.
'Honesty's the best policy' known and cherished
without this relationships only end up perished.

Especially when there are two interests at stake
one against the other much trouble they'll make.
Keep away from being at loggerheads if you can
as it may end up in a fight with your fellow man.
_____
Written early Dec. 2017.
It's been often said that the simple things in life are the best
and that life, for some people in the world, is also a real test.
If we then try and live simply with high practical ideals as such
we'll be happier in ourselves and towards nature keep in touch.
_______
From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
 Jan 2018 S Smoothie
ryn
Karma
 Jan 2018 S Smoothie
ryn
If the
weight of thoughts
could wear away
the resilience
of the broken bough,

I must’ve done
something terribly
wrong
to feel the way
that I do
right now.
 Oct 2017 S Smoothie
Kelly Rose
Self-pity has taken hold
And self-hatred eats at
The heart and soul

Kelly Rose
© July 14, 2017
 Oct 2017 S Smoothie
Kelly Rose
Lavender perfumes the air
And chamomile clouds
Drift amid
The midnight sky
And sweet dreams
Grace her repose
So easy
It seems
To stay lost
In sweet dreams…
No matter how
Wondrous those
Dreams may be
It’s time to wake up
Sleeping Beauty
And make your
Dreams come true.

Kelly Rose
© November 12, 2016
 Oct 2017 S Smoothie
Kelly Rose
Stripped bare
Exposed
To the core
The echoes are silenced
And truth is revealed
In that moment
Truth’s light caressed me
Before retreating
Within echoes' shadow

Kelly Rose
© October 13, 2017
 Oct 2017 S Smoothie
Poetic T
Though not blinded, they saw all that was before them.
For within every length did a life linger.
Never ones to trim a singular moment they just
brush each moment delicately everyday..

For if not, tangled breath would linger to dead roots.
They were methodical in there daily routine.
But sometimes no matter the care, follicles do depart
and gently fall for an eternity, expired strands fade.

Collecting on every observation, tears do fall.
catching on strands gifting moments of longevity.
They see our every moment, contemplating our
decisions, never wording, only watching our lives
Look no further than yourself,
be your own lamp
your own refuge.

The rain washed sky found a mirror in his eyes.

Yet for some time as the end neared
he was hearing an echo
from the deep well of nirvana
urging his weary feet toward a home
his aeons ago.

The frail bones feeling the pull
drove his weary feet through rains
to be on that land one last time.

Look no further
for howsoever long is the journey
must come to an end at home.

That night as he lay under the śāl tree
they strained to hear him whisper

All composite things decay,
strive diligently.
Gautama Buddha
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