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Anne denada Jul 2019
Find my barriers blocking love
Are they in my mind?
Are they in my body?
Are they in my energy?

Seek in my dark spaces
Search within my fears
Are they between my ears?
Have they been there for years?

As I grow older they appear
My doubts, conflicts and shame
Rise up like an uncoiled snake
To wake me from my slumber.

My well warn, silent companions
Holding me tight gripped in isolation
Separated from heart and creator
I choose, to send them asunder.

Save this vacated space
For peace, insights and wisdom
So I can care and share
With all sentient beings,
Especially MAN
I am a work in progress
Anne denada Jul 2019
Lives in Nature’s unseen world
The earth’s underbelly
Like a mushroom is
Protected and delicate
All is hidden from light

The blacker the hole
The deeper the peace
The blacker the space
The safer the unknown

Mysteries, arising from light
Pale in comparison
To the magic of night
Where the twinkling of stars
Beam across the galaxy

Mother Nature spreads her blackness
Over rocks, under moss, in hollows,
Hidden branches, rotten trunks
Black shadows everywhere
Spread like eagles on her hair
Layers upon layers
Interact along edges, ledges
Wedges, drawing us into
The inner world

For some this is comfort
For other discomfort
Black burrows, tunnels, and funnels
Abound underneath her canopy
Black trunks stretch high
Piercing blue sky
Listen up, as a black & white
Woodpecker, pecks rhythmically

Deep in the blackness of space
Awaiting birth of light
Creation rests; slumbers and dreams
Guarding secrets of the universe.
Anne denada Jun 2019
Water

Sliding
Gliding,
Slithering down
Smooth rock inclines

Smooth
Gentle
Shimmering
Moon lit Lakes

Drips,
Drops,
Snowing
Ice crystals, hailstones
Falling from above
Ice bergs,
Crunching
Crashing
Smashing
Rising from below
Gentle ripples
Among the reeds
Lapping, slapping
Swaying, cradling
Baby Moses

Waves
Floating
Tumbling,
Rumbling
Onto shore
Water the matrix of life
Sustaining, supporting
Teeming with nourishment
Billions and trillions
Expressions of spirit

While our waterless friends
Rocks, deserts, sand dunes, & mountains
Sustain eons of wisdom
For years I never released my poems. Now I must track the ones I share. Thanks  to all participants as I crawl, then stumble, walk and eventually run along this journey with you all. Miracles and blessings
Anne denada Jun 2019
My heart pounds out in rhythm
Sending out waves of energy
Up and down the spine and openings
Sometimes in rings of tightness
Hoping the message can be heard.

Slow down, sleep and rest
While I repair your damage
Let yourself feel
Your gentleness and move with ease
Allowing your heart to come alive
No more rushing, hustle or bustle.

Trust in gravity for support
Enjoy Mother Nature’s abundance
One’s desires connected to heart
Will always bear fruit.

Give yourself all the rest you need
Being you is all there is
Or need be
Being you is all there could be
Or EVER will be.
I love to share. Enjoy
Anne denada Jun 2019
River, river speak to me
Accepting, babbling brooks as you flow
Rumbling and tumbling as you go
Resisting naught as you fly by.

Main transportation system
For thrill seekers, Megan and Mary
Happy when catching air
Then landing with a thud.

Life support for bears
Black, brown and grizzly
Rafters and canoeists flowing by
Happy as a lark, not falling in.

All in awe of high mountains
Library cliffs, rock scree galore
Steep gorges, incredible canyons
Hikers rising early for physical challenges.

Team work, digging ditches,
Unloading rafts, establishing kitchens
Massive, enjoyable meals by Liam
For hungry, famished adventurers.

****** forests, panoramic views
Pale, medium blue skies
One day cumulous clouds, the next smoke
Man loves comparisons and extremes.

River of life teaching us
Sometimes expand, or slow down
Others, narrow the focus
Flow swiftly, enjoy the ride.

This is my heavenly paradise
Here on Earth.
I took a 12 day rafting and kayaking trip in the Northern Territories the closest I have been to the Artic Circle in 2017
Anne denada Jun 2019
ISLAND

Oh how I dream
To be marooned on a tropical Island
The other side of the world
Where the clock stands still
The beat of the heart
The heat of the sand
The sound of lapping waves
The smell of salty air
Have more meaning than
The New York Peace Tower.

For guidance, entertainment and light
The bright shinning stars at night
Reward my attention and devotion
By shooting stars across the sky
Like passing star ships homeward bound.

***** and sand bites
Seaweed and sea shells
Coconuts husks and volcanic pumas
All litter the morning beach.

The seagulls and larks
The moon and sun above
Peering out to the horizon
Watching the sea and sky play
All blessing this paradise island.
I am new at this.  The universe has blessed me with a second home on an island in the South Pacific off the grid where I spend the Nth American winter months. .

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