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Tag: living
Course Of Life
your birth, the prelude
to this one great life
foisted into beginning
what so many have done before
family nurtured you, or not
this start fostered your methods
of being in this world
success and failure were in your hands
decisions layered upon decisions
the best you could do, or the worst
chance predicts much of the outcome
and still, you carry on
you reap what you can
others benefit too
glory in the good days
paybacks for your pain
wisdom in the aftermath of living
lessens the evil
from gaining a foothold
in your soul
it’s still a hard road
many leave weak and broken
the lucky ones die
with a smile
they say hell ends when you’re dead
Making Moves
Living creates your happiness. Or not.
Susi Bocks
So Random
Chance helped me exist
Circumstances molded me
Life’s hazards threaten
Ultimately, I came to be because the mood was right.
To The Manner Born
she, being pristine
deserves all the finer things
simply elegant
Lessons Learned
It all hurts…
other’s cruel intentions
life’s accidental interventions
immature decisions
wounding by self-infliction
external forces not caring about consequences
But it gave me…
an understanding of people and boundaries
resilience in the face of catastrophe and tragedy
consequences and wisdom
pain to overcome
the determination to fight injustice
Life is hard but living is knowing how to keep the goodness thriving in it.
In Living Color
It’s all in the details.
Pigments
Dive deeper into them.
Hues
Experience emotions as they emerge in the minutiae.
Tinges
Everything is everything.
Colors
Transitioning from the unknown to a depth of understanding.
Stains
It holds our attention exquisitely, satisfactorily.
The layers of our life enrich our manifestation.
Then a million facets of experience, intensity, enjoyment just over
in a moment…
of sadness.
of heartbreak.
of loneliness.
of devastation.
of hardship.
of cruelty.
We think it’s over.
Till we begin again.
If we begin again.
Life – It’s all in the details.
It’s all chroma.
Tick Tock
The onset of screams start the clock; the day begins.
Teachers prepare, school bells ring.
First crushes smile and give first kisses.
No longer a teenager.
First drinks flow legally.
Thoughts of settling down.
Decisions to start new clocks.
Realizations that life is half over.
Efforts for a secure retirement continues.
Probably watching your loves leave the nest.
Bones start to creak, hair turning grey.
The drudgery of the daily grind coming to an end.
Enjoying quality time with the fruits of your labor.
Leaving the progeny and/or friends with wisdom.
The last breath escaping signals death, stopping the clock.
What time is it for you?
Black Or White
I
just want
to be the
piece left standing
in this insanely awkward game called life.
Inspired by Normal Happenings – Daily Inkling – Black Or White
Back To Center
it starts with a question
followed by a step
but left or right
fast or slow
choose my instinct
or use my brain
a wrong turn here
the right opening there
following dead ends
escaping them eventually
wishing for shortcuts
realizing there are none
taking the time needed
to find my center
