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08/05/2013 · 8:46 am

THE WANDERER IS NEVER LOST


This flew off my finger tips this morning. Not a word was changed.   I would claim it a channeling if it seemed so.  I don’t know.  Perhaps it has some meaning to you.  I certainly does for me.

PATH TO GALAXY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

THE WANDERER IS NEVER LOST

 

Vivid sparks of cosmic say

what calls to where the beyond

invites the traveler to wander.

 

A saunter deep into the dark

spaces between the spaces

that lie within, in equal portion

 

To that which claims Infinity’s

surround in the cosmic say of

A wanderers spark realized

 

Enlightenment claims us all

In the never ending out there

found exactly where you Are.

 

It’s not ‘eyes wide open’ that see.

The expanse of the loving heart

has always been the Holy Grail.

 

Full and pouring spiraled

galaxies of Creation’s wonder.

An infinite feast of love divine

 

Imagine it so and it will Be

Believe it and it will rise

The wanderer is never lost

 

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23/04/2013 · 9:08 am

SPRING HAS FOUND HER FACE… a triolet … day 23


23rd day of NaPoWriMo…  Today’s invitation/prompt, is to write a ‘triolet’.  Yippee, a new form to try.  Here is what a triolet is for those of you that can hardly wait, are quivering with unnatural excitement, to take this form on.  Whose in?:

“A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetramenter (for a total of eight syllables per line), and the first, fourth, and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines. This means that the poem begins and ends with the same couplet. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme (helped along by the repetition of lines) — ABaAabAB.”

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SPRING HAS FOUND HER FACE

Thank heaven Spring has found her face

With green and Sun she comes to rise

Let the season begin the race

Thank heaven Spring has found her face

With hope she doesn’t leave in haste

To fast her leave would be a waste

Thank Heaven Spring has found her face

With green and Sun she comes to rise

 

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26/03/2013 · 8:59 am

HAIKU FOR MOM


Howdy… For those of you that visit often, ya probably notice I’ve changed it up a bit. Everyday is more like 5 times a week and I’m shifting my content a bit.   I’m experimenting with some other writing modes, pondering what else I feel like giving my words to.  I Welcome some feedback.  thanks

Today, 8 years ago, my momma transitioned, left this planet to vibrate somewhere else, or so I imagine.  Today is for her.

mom n' me

No replace for Mom

Heart connection beyond ash

I feel her light here

 

I feel her light here

In the around of  my days

Ever present love

 

Ever present love

A story to rock me asleep

Recall her tender

 

Recall her tender

Gather her whimsy giggle

Always will miss her

 

Always will miss her

The light string holds eternal

Love is infinite

 

 

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21/03/2013 · 8:52 am

A GIFT


The first day of Spring may have held to cold, and shiver. Still with a thin layer of white on the Earth, and it gave me a blossom in my heart.

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A Gift…

 

His gift was generous, caring, from the heart

Not even a chance to decline it, fuss over it,

Give a thank you in the moment of receiving.

I didn’t see it at first, laying on the counter

Waiting for me to let my eyes spill in the

unexpected heart race of gratitude.

 

A moment of gasp and shutter holding it.

I raised it up over my head like a cheer,

A celebration, an honor salute, a hail,

A thank you to the hero that gifted me.

Pulling it down to my gut, clutching it

As if it might be caught in the wind

Or maybe I needed to feel it deeply.

 

I let the gratitude fill me up,

A cherished moment forever

A gift for my well-being

In 20 years of service

In friendship

In stories

In life

In death

In love

Thank

You

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20/03/2013 · 9:22 am

Spring Daisy Jones… Character study #2


SPRING…So it is, even without the green and bloom we’re all eager for.  The pattern of the seasons says so.  The day light settles between the Winter and Summer Solstice.  Persephone will walk the land giving of her verdant gifts.  Blooms Are on the way…

 

FLOWER CHILD

FLOWER CHILD

Spring Daisy Jones

She wore her name well, held to the day of her birth

when the pattern of the season gives it’s light just right

and the good bye to the cold and chill makes it’s stand.

The only child from the womb of Violet Jones, who was

long passed the age of birthing when love found her ready.

 

A red hair child born on the first day of Spring 63 years ago.

Hard to know if her Momma’s flourish for dressing her

All in soft greens, with hand made flowers pinned to her

dresses stuck to her for a life time, or being a child of the

60’s, when hippydom held her to the cause of Peace and Love,

Forever a Flower child with a treasure chest full of hand made

flower pins, and fragile wreaths made from garden blooms for her hair.

 

Her coffin is wide open.  She lays on a bed of moss green velvet.

With that treasure chest of faded flowers filling the spaces around her

I pass, looking down at her alabaster face still holding kindness

And years of good living ready to rest into the body of the Earth.

A wreath of fresh flowers crowns her faded red curls.

Her folded hands hold a peace sign and a heart.

John Lennon’s music plays in the background and I cry.

 

Spring  was every season of her life, ever a give of her blossoms

A living bouquet of a life ever in bloom and greening.

She came home to die, to be with her family, her old friends.

To wrap her memories around us, to pin us with her flowers,

Hug us with her Love.  To remind us to always give Peace a chance.

 

 

 

 

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04/03/2013 · 10:24 am

RELEASING JUDGEMENT


Choices give way to consequence to new choice, to new consequence.  Endings give way to new beginnings, to more endings and something new lays on the horizon.  And so it goes.  There is a ramble here that I will avoid for your reading benefit.

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Judgement lays a shadow on me

It threw off it’s old worn cloak

Defiant, hands on hips, nearly naked,

All puffed up, nodding an assured yes.

Staring hard into my thoughts.

I feel my head join in the nod

In the affirm that this confusion

brought to the presence of our moment

Washes over my heart with an ache

Welcomes Judgement in the theater of critique

The confront brings eyes wide open

The blend of you and judgment

Staring me down clasps at my heart

Doesn’t matter what I get or don’t get

Or want to get, just get moving on

Out of the business that isn’t mine to have

Feelings will find their way in and out

Not be denied with their being in my shadow

Waiting for the Sun in full on regalia

to burn of the shadow judge in gentle discern

Brighten up the face of love and acceptance

Hoping you find what kind of love

You’re looking for in the heart of someone else

That all the someone else’s can’t fill up

One after the other and then again

I’m stepping into the Sun light on this one

Breathing it all in in the no matter what

Heart open in the release of the sad ache

Everything is perfectly imperfect as it is

Practice finds it’s way to wholeness

The matter of it all returns us all to All.

When I meet the dust of me, love is forever

No need to take it one more round of life again

There will be no judgement to have or heart

to ache away at what isn’t.

What IS, is Love beyond the dust of us.

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28/02/2013 · 10:06 am

SNOW PONIES… haibun/haiku


The last day of February.  Zoom, gone.   One more day closer to Spring.  Yeaaaah.

WHAT WE IMAGED

WHAT WE IMAGED

Winter lays the heaviest dang carpet of snow on the Earth.  It’s so wet, it’s nearly impossible to shovel.  So, I don’t and hope my car barrels through the mess, which it has been so far.

This kind of snow makes for good snowman.  I saw some kids down the street making a fort and another an igloo of some sort.  And two little snowwomen with a red scarfs and some goofy hat, protecting the driveway.   Kids love this kinda wetness.  I sure did.   All wet and shivering, blue lipped and proud of the snow sculpture in the front yard.

I use to make snow ponies.  Me and Cathy, my alley neighbor, would build our horses next to her garage; we’d polish them down to make them like ice sculpture, give them faces, and wrap cord around them like a halter and reins, cover them with blankets and pretend we were riding them like cowgirls.  We froze our asses off sitting there in all our pretend, having so much fun.  We were so proud of our ponies.

After more than an hour of being cold and happy, our teeth clattering in our mouthes, we’d come in to one of houses to sip on coco to warm up.  These memories make the dense wet of this snow and all the branches down,  messing up yards and cars, seem trivial to the joy of bundling up and building my pony in Cathy’s yard all those decades ago.  I will gather and hold these treasures of memory when I feel the rise of complain pushing at my edges.

 

Gather the blizzard

Build the Snow Pony to ride

Heavenly gallop

 

 

 

 

 

 

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18/02/2013 · 10:06 am

HAIKU RAMBLE AND A LITTLE ROAR


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What rhapsody plays

In corners of my mind song

Out my mouth laughing

 

Make a holiday

Waste no days to celebrate

Laugh every moment

 

Have you heard it yet

When twilight kisses your eyes

Welcome to dreamland

 

Then you wake up wide

Gasp in the morning mixture

Where dreams meet knowing

 

Breathing in it all

Full of rhapsody’s shiver

Passed your lips singing

 

 

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12/02/2013 · 9:23 am

HER GREY GLOOM SEARCHES FOR THE PERFECT ACCESSORY


 

art work by... Melissa Cabigao

art work by… Melissa Cabigao

The curtains remain shut this morning

A limited view of her in her grey hooded dress coat

Shuffling along in the rain, chill, and drizzle

 

I can hear her out there humming

Oddly cheery, waving at the mini-vans

And sedans spraying puddles to her ankles.

 

Giving her cloudy grey to a warm hello

The Sun having a bad hair day and spotty

Sends his favorite gloom out dressed accordingly

 

She’s all about it, in her favorite shade of grey

It’s always suited the mist and fog of her

The flat, dull cloak she’s made her favorite

 

She’s out there at the windows tapping

Her happy gloom and drizzle inviting

The day to be a creative search for

 

Just the right rainbow to compliment

Her outfit because a girl always likes the

Right accessory.

 

 

 

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08/02/2013 · 3:03 pm

THE WHITE WAVES OF WINTER


White waves of winter

White waves of winter

The White Waves of Winter

Snow sweeps in white waves

Builds the quiet deep

A flurry of winter’s best

Lays rest to the hurry fast

Demands a slow down

 

There’s a welcome in this rest

In the silence of white layers

folding in on the land in

this season’s call to quietude

When living pulls to the center

 

And the freeze whispers of green’s

Return in the quickening

Toward Spring’s shiver wakening

Not yet ready to melt the white away

For Winter’s hold is hard and slow

 

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