life is hard
being used, abused and tossed about
but generally something good can come of it
but to be chosen
over and over while watching those remaining
experience the afterglow of seeing another day
… it cracks me up
Tag: living
Reblogs – Aishwarya & Christine Bialczak
The dichtomy of living – trying to hide in the thick of the underbelly but also rising above. These two poems illustrate well what being on that spectrum of life means.
Hidden
put away forever
shame entangles
tears flow morosely
memories
becoming reality
endlessly
utterly
a mere figment
concocted by fear.
From darkness,
Light shines,
From silence,
Sound reverberates,
From emptiness,
Companions valued,
From ignorance,
Knowledge surfaces,
From frustration,
Action grows,
From necessity,
Inventions glorify,
From impatience,
Patience surges,
From hopelessness,
Hope evolves,
From nothing,
Everything develops.
Reblogs – Murray Robertson & Frank Solanki
I’ve thoroughly enjoyed pulling from my collection of read poetry that is recent and from further back to share with you. It’s remarkable to me how they somehow line up to share similar concepts or emotions, or maybe it’s me reading that into them? What do you think?
shaded, underneath
taller plants
sheltered from
such storms
as may arise,
we should
have such
fortune:
friends in
high places,
as we never
imagined.
we can always
consider
how beautiful:
humility
we can also
consider
just what
we should be
I Am Not A Bad Person by Frank Solanki
I am not a bad person
Just covered in pile of dirt
Layers and layers and layers
Layers of pain and hurt
Look at me closely though
Through the dark of skin
A treasure chest of love
You shall find within
Dancing With My Corpse
in the darkness
the din of agony
i still dance
life is to be celebrated
in adversity
the direness of circumstance
i still dance
life is teaching me something
in the face of the inevitable
creeping ever closer or unexpectedly
i still dance
life isn’t over yet
in acceptance
i know my fate
i still dance
yet my life will end
Reblogs – Shweta Suresh & Ivor Steven
It was so easy to get swept up in the emotions of each of these pieces describing life, living and loss. The accompanying music video to Ivor’s piece is such a complement to both poems. May you experience a rich fullness reading and listening to the music as I did.
Grief is a powerful feeling
They say it has seven stages
I don’t know about that
But I strongly believe
That grief is like the waves,
In a turbulent sea.
It comes and goes
But it sustains, In a never-ending manner.
It grips your heart,
Forces you to have Ups and downs
Over and over again.
It creates new wounds
But often, grief rips open
Old healed wounds too.
No matter how hard you try,
You can’t run away,
From its clutches
Grief will always find you
Though it might take a while,
It will eventually hit you With an impact worse
Than a ground-shattering earthquake, or,
Even an ear-splitting thunderstorm.
Grief is like a sharp knife,
That’s permanently
lodged In your heart,
That twists painfully, each time
A familiar memory washes over you.
It comes and goes,
With varying intensities
Just like the waves in the sea.
No matter how hard you run,
Grief is hard to shake off
Existence and Renewal by Ivor Steven
Keep your cup full
Turn the power on
Follow the moonlight
Fall across the lawn
Heed her call at dawn
“Life is a marathon”
The renewal of nature
Leaves footprints upon desert sands
And with His hand in Her hand
Existence grows from our lands
Going Forward
Inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Double Take & Sadje’s What do you see #100
dear child let’s accept our fortune
except we’ll miss your father of course
on this nature walk, this course of beauty
but rather coarse path of Fall’s debris
the sun will lead our way
Reblogs – Matt Taggart and Shalini
I’m entranced by the keen observations of these two poets. I hope you enjoy them as well! 🙂
Observing society is like reading Edgar Allen Poe mixed with Mother Nature
While Emily Dickinson watches us all
Look within,
All answers reside.Look outside,
Questions beguile.Seek nothing,
And all surround.Seek much,
And nothing is found.Love madly,
And feel empty inside.Love unconditionally,
And fill every crevice,
No matter how wide.It is absolutely true, when you surrender in entirety, an unregistered view charters out of nowhere and wholesomeness follows.
Trip To Paradise
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #99
annual getaways
making memories to keep us sane
until the next one
over all too soon
already yearning for the future
to die and go to heaven
waiting for the day
the last return
when we stay there forever
Detaching
Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Sustain & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #198
will it support or undermine
will it strengthen me or cause me to suffer
seems the word sustain is a conundrum
as i pursue this challenge
finding it hard to determine
what direction to take
but why, when the obvious is evident
it was an honest mistake
nothing to learn
nothing to gain
slipped some erroneous info
none of my concern
… moving on
A Path To Peace
whether with deliberation
or from exhaustion
there will come a time
when steps need to be taken
to safeguard our sanity
and build back a reserve
taking the best route
to heal and restore
whether movement, nature, meditation
resting, music or books
that which provides respite
will lead us back to reality
