Shifting Ajune’s past was scratched off and abandoned, an old snake’s skin left to decay on the couch. Free of old fears, unblinded eyes registered the beauty of the moment as each box filled. Youth is moved through trembling fingers, shifting innocence from the present into the past. The ones who should shelter and care, instead crumple pictures and faces, turning away. The last scene … Continue reading Shifting, a poem of hope
Stand Strong I have a thought to call myself a princess Of a kingdom long since gone to rest. I have a thought to take to sleep and wander Through dreams of flowered fields and oceans vast. I have a thought to take these in a bottle And drink them down without a bit of bread. But thoughts of feasting cannot sate my hunger And … Continue reading Stand Strong, a poem
If you build it, Some will come to see. Some will come to mock. Some will come to worship. Some will come to knock it down. If you build it, Build it in your own style. Build it with confidence. Build it with inspiration. Build it strong. If you build it, Let it grow from you. Let it be your everything. Let it represent your … Continue reading Build
Know the now without rosy bend, When dreaming of a want, a win. You can’t arrive at a journey’s end, Until long after you begin. Unblind your eyes, unbend your truth, Take each determined step in life. Earn your value’s vaulted proof. Gain victory over every strife. The end will not delay it’s call, Just to wait for you to arrive. Find the path that … Continue reading Know the Now, a poem
Success is… Improving over time. Being proud of yourself. Making a decision and sticking with it. Wanting to know something, and actually learning it. Being flexible enough to change your mind when you learn more. Continue reading Success
Morning comes.Here i lie,To myself,About my day.I’ll get things done,I have a plan.To achieve,What i may.But I’m pretty clear,With honesty,I wont doAll that i plan.Ill end my day,Wishing hardThat i hadTaken command.Perhaps i willPretend toGo back in timeAnd do it right.Start again Right now, here,Get up. AchieveAll that I might. Continue reading All That I Might
It’s interesting how much we look forward to changes in our environment. In winter, we look for the colors of spring. In summer, we look for the colors of autumn. We look forward to the temperature getting lower, or higher. Occasionally, we think, “What a nice day it is today!” But usually, we find the lacking before we find the beauty. When we do find … Continue reading When Comes the Color
Time presses me forward and calls me back. I remember, regret, remain, react. Daily life skitters, plain and dull. I waste it pursuing an unworthy goal. Too tired to rise, too busy to sin. Uncomfortable in aging skin. Things I wanted have faded away. Now I dream of some future day. But when I can sit calmly in the sun, I’ll be dreaming of adventures … Continue reading Time, Animate
Weird to have a warning for a 4-line poem about a coffee mug, but… if you are triggered by suicide, best to avoid this post. Empty vessel, once full of life, Waiting, ready to be cleansed. Solid but useless without the drug, Nothing but darkness, time to end. Just a little something I wrote because of a visual prompt. A visual prompt is when you … Continue reading Elegy of the Coffee Mug
Violet and gold, Green and gray, There never was another way. Blue and black, Candy apple red, I won’t forget what was said. Strawberry tarts, Pumpkin pie, A grain of truth in every lie. Cherry danish, Lemon meringue, I won’t be coming here again. Orange and peach, Nectarine and grape, I don’t think it’s a mistake. Cantaloupe, And honeydew, I’ll be better off without you. … Continue reading The Last Holiday, A Rhyme
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