Category Archives: Geezer Girl

Night laid herself down


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Night swallowed up all the shiny blue

It swallowed up the deep grey gloom   

It swallowed up difference and likenesses

It swallowed lit corners and ate

shadows.

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Night swallowed up the tired and depleted

the lonely and forgotten

Night swallowed up all the joys

and gratitudes, the platitudes, and honors

tucking them in for a Sunny return

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Night came to give rest to the light

To quiet the busy mind

To give replenishment for the long day

To lay down the dreams

of possibilities

of hope,

of making better.

~

Ending the worst for a new chance

Dreams of Love and beauty that will find light

in the new day.

Herald a new Alchemy for tomorrow.

~

And maybe

Night came to have no dreams at all

save for the tender dive

into the want of nothingness

to forget regrets and disappointments

to simply fall deep down the path

of sleep.

~

Night laid Herself down

 

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SPEAKING TRUTH OUT LOUD


 

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A stone settleS in my throat

from the long ago of

when children were seen

Not to be heard

Sitting around the Thanksgiving

table of abundance and belly full.

All the voices to be heard took

the air out of the room

We found our breath

in the light of the Kitchen away from

the weight of stories of futures

that had no relevance to our playground

of untapped dreams and magic.

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We were but the reflection

of Family’s prayers and hopes

in the right to story us as they deemed fit

into what they could never be only

in their hopes and dreams.

and how the should of us

got should on.

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The stone became a river pebble

as years came in to self awakening,

in the wandering and the wondering

where truth could flow and be shared

and the myth of who should be what

and who should be where in the familial

continuum container.

It came slow to dissolve

into the intent of self-resolve.

The claiming proclamation of;

I am not that story you gave me

I am not that silenced voice of your making

I am a voice rising in my fullness.

I am All that I am and you can not should me.

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The stone is a clear crystal amplification

of  Sovereignty Out loud in the Queendom of self

The illuminated voice of chanting in union with Love

and the proclamation of fearless intent to Be heard

in the Complex ease and hard softness of claiming

all and every word that needs saying.

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I amplify in the Stillness of All that I am

I am a crystal clear voice of paradox

I am Sacred in all my Creative forms

I am she Who Speaks her truth Out Loud.

 

 

~~~

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The Separation of Things… saving the world.


CROSSES TWIRLLED

 

Separation pulls apart our togetherness

Divides the tender Oneness of us

Makes cruel havoc of who is in the right

to wipe out who must be wrong

In that myopic celebration

All dressed in the fineness rightness

Strutting the lies of perception

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Separation cheats us of unity

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How closed the mind becomes in

A one belief held tightly wrapped

In clear assured pronouncements

Hearing others without Listening.

Speaking the expletive of limited thinking

Chests puffed up with words full of spike and bitter

Making Wrong someone else’s right.

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Separation has no place for forgiveness

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And worse still is the Heart that forgot to feel

The heart that holds the quiet voice of tender

The quiet voice of love unconditional

The ever present willingness to forgive

To hear the call to compassion and togetherness

How we all beat together in the blood, bones and

Sinew of our likeness and our differences?

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Separation is the ego’s dive into self-righteousness

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Can we meet in the in-between of light and shadow

Recognize our self in the Other, to truly feel and see

How all of us are here, breathing, living,

Struggling, laughing, dying, mourning,

Being right, Being wrong, Being…

Celebrating the adjectives of life as we live it.

~

Separation is a destroyer of worlds

~

Can you dare to be wrong?

Can you give up your rightness to save the world?

 

~

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It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl


hair as milky way

day 24…

It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl around you

You walk on the edge of innocence hopeful

There is no banner of where you have been or the road ahead

Waiting has no more options, or anything else to do

~

You walk on the edge of innocence hopeful

Life has cracked open in the unexpected way it does

Waiting has no more options, or anything else to do

Some words that live in the breeze call you out of darkness

~

Life had cracked open in the unexpected way it does

The nature of elements is to liberate life’s mysteries

Some words that live in the breeze call you out of darkness

Listening will make its demands if you’re not listening

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The nature of elements is to liberate life’s mysteries

Senses wide open and willing will capture the innuendo

Listening will make its demands if you’re not listening

Choice has you right where it has always wanted you

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Senses wide open and willing will capture the innuendo

There is no banner of where you have been or the road ahead

Choice has you right where it has always wanted you

It doesn’t matter how the wind will twirl around you

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WHEN ALL IS ILLUMINATED PERFECTLY


Day 18

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in my LIGHT

Stepping aside from noticing, you take notice

Peripheral vision reaching out to inform you of the edges

Lonely out there in the just enough far away to be hopeful

That with a slight turn of the head eyes will catch that certain light

That has been waiting there since time began .

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It isn’t that you haven’t noticed it, or avoided it

It has a magic to it that stays right at those edges of vision

A glimmer, a nuance, a radiance you can feel without seeing

That knowing can be enough, till you want to soak yourself

Let all that Light in from the heaven that sit at your far edges

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A radiance  that will come around and wrap you all up

It calls you to God, or Spirit, or Source, it calls to You.

Filling all your empty spaces with brilliance and Grace

Cause when you stopped trying to chase it, or notice it

It came fully around for your taking, only it had never left you

~

Noticing Heaven on Earth is like that

You know, that surrender to the best of a moment

When all is illuminated perfectly

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They Come to Celebrate You.


day 17… NaPoWriMo

Ace of Cup.

Wholy Grail.

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance

That way you gave into your courage without pause

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

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That way you gave into your courage without pause

Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

A Tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

~

Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

In that cliche of “If not now when, and if not you who?”

A tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

~

In that cliche of “if not now, when, and if not you, who?”

We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

~

We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of love

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Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of Love

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance.

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ENERGY’S NEED


DAY 10… NaPoWriMo.

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There is no mistaking the way energy radiates

from everything and everyone laying trails

of Spike and tidal wave, of sooth, and grace.

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There is no telling how your vulnerable self

will make guard or open to the incoming

and how the ripples of other, quakes your sea

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There is no saying when the roll of it might hit

lay you flat to a false wall left standing

or give rise to the pull and want of more

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There is no knowing except in that intuitive sense

when that cone of protection imagined

holds you sealed, contained from the distraction

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There is little wonder how we make it through

a day, an hour, the occasional minute

with so much seething vibration around us.

~

All of us here in the flurry and chaos

All of us here in the gentle and peaceful

All of us here getting by, wondering why

Dissolving in the bombardment of the endless

dynamic of energy, ever present, ever Being

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There is no escaping It

We are It.

Send Love

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