Anita Neal

A Monarch Task

The warmth awakens me but I am tightly bound. I can’t move. My lifeblood is pulsing through my veins, waiting to explode. My head is pounding and screaming to break free of this dungeon. Yet, I can’t move. A crack appears at the top of the cell, bright light is filtering in. I push with my might against the wall, as the crack begins to grow. I feel the closeness of freedom. I can taste it in the air, and feel it in the warm light. Pushing again, the binding splits. I roll out of the slit, stretching, feeling the ecstatic of freedom. The warmth strengthens me for my mission, my colors unfurl refracting the light on the leaves. Time is wasting, I must hurry, only six weeks of life at best. 

Honorable Purple

Of all the colors in the rainbow, one color shows more fare
It adorns the kings of foreign lands, woven in robes that they wear
But clothes and robes that are made by man cannot even compare
With the delicate beauty of nature’s flowers that bloom without a care

Their colors may vary from bloom to bloom, simply soft to very rare
Bees and butterflies don’t care about color as the nectar is there to share.

Please Don’t Leave

The most life-sustaining force in all creation is that of showing love
It melts together the heart and soul like was meant from above.
All of God’s creation was given this ability to express this vital feeling
For love, tenderness, and nurturing is what keeps this life from reeling
With no love around, darkness will ensue with a deep sense of foreboding
Fear will arise, and hope will flee leaving the heart and soul eroding
Don’t allow this eroding but hold on to loving, allow the sun to come in
Always keep these feelings alive, so if lost we will know how to begin.

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Anita Neal enjoys writing poetry and shorts that reflect the beauty of nature and importance of love. The first two pieces are reflections of the beauty God created for us to enjoy. The third one shows the honor and importance of love we all need.

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Pressured

WARNING – THESE VIDEOS CONTAIN FOOTAGE SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND UPSETTING

each generation hands to the next
a tradition or a belief, passing on
the act of non-investigation
into the validity or reason for its continuing

oral history, lore, your heritage
you so proudly wear on your heart
reinforced with symbols and behaviors
of punishing laws to follow

why do the whispers of ghosts
from past lives deserve a voice
ask questions, find your way to be
this one life is yours, no one else’s

*Note – What inspired this was an article I came across in All That’s Interesting. If you are interested, there is a whole lot more strangeness referenced there too!

The Stories Have No Power

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That’s how you know you’re a skeptic.

It’s like leaving a relationship; you realize the love is gone in a relationship, and you finally stop trying to summon that feeling of cohesion. You feel sad and possibly terrified, but mostly you feel relief because you know there isn’t an actual relationship between you two. The next step is you are on your own but you will be okay.

It’s not our lack of belief in a god that concerns most fundamentalists. It’s the fact that their words have absolutely no power over us. The Jedi mind tricks don’t work. The threats of hell don’t work. Screaming louder does not work. They realize that they have been disarmed and they are more than a little frightened and bothered by it.

I would caution them to get over it. :)

Forced Bliss

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you have faith i’ll burn
smiling ignorantly now
your mind is shut down

Holy Ghost

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Inspired by BrewNSpew Word of the Week – 8/19/19 – Spiritual

The spiritual
the challenge prompt says to us –
means unsubstantial.

So many believing in unsubstantial things.

Changing Times

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Inspired by Hélène Vaillant’s – What Do You See? – 6/11/19

Mother Mary’s shamed
these days painted rainbow bright
love is love proclaimed

 

 

Holy Communication

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What do you See 3/26/2019

The church was shocked again, there was more bad news.

Admit

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concede when you’re wrong
face the truth, it’s before you
live reality

Lyrical Yin-Yang

 

I love this song for so many reasons. But that one line in the chorus “Everything that kills me makes me feel alive…”, that knocked something over in me internally and got my attention. It hooked me hard, the rest of the lyrics just kept pulling me in deeper.

When you think of the Chinese philosophy, this video captures the two principles distinctly. Yin – negative, dark, and feminine and Yang – positive, bright, and masculine whose interaction influences the destinies of creatures and things.

Throughout the music video, you can see the contrast playing out. Hope, despair. Doing life your way, being led. Determination, defeat. Good, evil. Fighting the establishment, following it. Every bit of being engaged in either spectrum will lead you to the results you experience in your life. Fact.

That one line though is the point – we all need to get to our darkest depths to escape and break through to the other side where there’s light. Crumbling from defeat is where life begins again. We have to experience it all to have it be a whole life, to feel complete throughout the entirety of it.

Every time I listen to this, I imagine the tastiness of living fully engaged.

It feels good and bad.

Kissing Ass

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Having faith is like being a yes-man.
It’s a display of fierce loyalty, questioning nothing, being obedient,
and experiencing a false sense of being favored.