14 oct 2011 > 19/10/1 > Sun/Wheel of Fortune/Magician
How do regain your Sunny disposition when the day is all grey and cranky?
What tools do use in your emotional bag of trick to shift from feeling bottomed out to movin’ up?
What does it feel like to ‘stand’ in the center of yourself?
TGIF in our hemisphere. Tho’ I have to say, every day is a TG day. For you writer out there, is anyone doing NanNoWriMo? For those that have never heard of it, National Novel Writers Month. Write 50,000 words in 30 days. www.nannowrimo.org. go check them out. It’s a crazy thing. I’ve completed it twice. yep I did. no poetry went down during this event, tho’ I intend to continue writing here everyday till madness takes my brain and it melts in a sea of abstract words. Cheer me on, I’ll need it.
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Agreement #2 “ Don’t take anything personally; Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and action of others; you won’t be the victim of needless suffering” Don Miguel Ruiz
Your open mouth a spew of angry hornets
Your words sting at my flesh
My surface is tiny word torn blisters
I nested there with you in our honey
Hanging from a hive of our making
The buzz of life pollen rich
Some stings call for attention
There is a feel good in the reception
gathering summer’s best flowers
Some stings give of a challenge
The drone of life dulled with the seasons end
And the prick gives warning of boredom
No angry buzz and tearing stings stop the honey
The body is a cast off of a life well lived
Pollen rich and held to the smell of lavender
In the end the queen dies to her honey best
The sting of life finds renewal in the ending
Your words only fault my surface
I leave for the sweetness of me