scars

the river revolted, running  dark

all because you gave a caustic remark

as the thunder roared its rumble

ominous clouds began to clash cascading into a fumble

Emergency Exit

Emergency Exit (Photo credit: Michael Connell)

lightning fired bloody red

crying disturbed your crazy head

as scars carried inside and out began to furiously shout

you did yourself in with your ridiculous doubts

now you lay weeping with your parallel life

regret accompanies your tongue’s own knife

hasten to revive the dying skylark

hasten to forgive yourself for your pockmark

if you don’t change, you will die

if you don’t change, you will ask yourself why

what would be the point of living if there wasn’t change

what would be the point…of your own self estranged

tree climbing

Person (user:merzperson0 climbing a tree.

Person (user:merzperson0 climbing a tree. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

when a child climbs a tree so high

lost in the branches touching the sky

the wind blowing through her hair

swaying back and forth without a care

….ahh…what freedom!

English: Tree climbing in the New Forest

English: Tree climbing in the New Forest (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

watercolor tears

Massive Kingman Blue turquoise in matrix with ... Massive Kingman Blue turquoise in matrix with quartz from Mineral Park, Arizona (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

turquoise  white paper lifts my spirits

forcing me to break into smile

as thoughts of you go on for miles and miles

how lovely the moments…burgundy time

when we text and message so sublime

alas…the opaqueness of the day

lends me no comfort as you have gone away

feelings unsaid…my heart broken… words unspoken

i struggle to find a way to dispel the sorrow

of you not in my tomorrow

all was light…yellow orange fun…beginning so well

how did the love get swallowed by dark ocean swell

how can i smile with watercolor tears in my eyes

pastel loss continues to arise

my body feels black, grey and torn

for your absence is what i mourn

Daffodil Spring

love of daffodils

love of daffodils

daffodils fill the world with sun

daffodils fill the world with fun

daffodils take the lead

daffodils laughing indeed

daffodils urge the green

daffodils are the Spring queens

daffodils are yellow you see

daffodils are love for you and me

metanoia…a spiritual change of heart

let go…i heard it often as i lived through the day

it annoyed me no end and why i could not say

let go! let go! let go! they did not understand

they did not know i needed what i was seeking for my plan

i couldn’t let go…if i did..then…what would happen?

i did not want that crazy axman

days solidified into weeks and weeks into years

letting go was something i definitely feared

then a friend came into my life

unknowingly, challenging me to let go of my strife

to stop centering on me and feel the need of someone so free

still…i did not see…why must it be…why me?

i fought…and fought…and gave it much thought

and night fast came upon me and still i was distraught

then through the night and stillness of the open portals

came the light and  my sad defenses came to crumbles

i wept with pity for myself that all i needed was to let go

for in letting go… letting be…all that was sought would flow

Metanoia (Porcupine Tree album)

Metanoia (Porcupine Tree album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Home…

home is where love is created

English: Edmonton, Canada. Same picture as Fil...

English: Edmonton, Canada. Same picture as File:Edm panorama2.jpg, adjusted just a little bit (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

home is something never outdated

home is the finishing touch on the kitchen wall

home is where you scrub and give it your all

home is where you gather with your friends

home is where your evenings see no end

home is where life is about

home is where you safely display your doubts

home is where the kisses play

home is where you are not afraid

home is where you dance all night

home is writing in the moonlight

home is painting until your heart’s content

home is finding love’s intent

home is where the steps are heard

home is where you are always answered

home is you in the flesh

home is where you are refreshed

home is where you can freely roam

home is where you find your shalom

home is where you find your face

home is your sacred space

battle with the insidious alliance

Bing Pong

Bing Pong (Photo credit: Andrew Girdwood)

Well, what have we here?

An insidious alliance

With dark, wretched anguish!

Well, what have we here?

Beating yourself up again?

Not willing to relinquish?

Well, what have we here?

Swallowing the words of the oppressor?

Allowing yourself to be extinguished!

Well, what have we here?

No, stand inside yourself

Let-go of the pain–allow the evil to famish!

Well, what have we here?

I, me, and myself as well

Only goodness will be my garnish!

Well, what have we here?

I, me, and myself as well

I will not let love be tarnished!

soul keeping

January Morning Sunrise, 2012 Palmyra, WIPhoto credit: Jane H. Johann

January Morning Sunrise, 2012 Palmyra, WI
Photo credit: Jane H. Johann

morning offers its quiet

pink subtle sun rays peeking into the day

as the darkness within lifts away

equanimity…balance the center

heart turning will

what will feed the fill

breathe…breathe in the  air

breathe in the beautiful

sing the peaceful minstrel

letting go of all that is not you

letting go of the negative force

letting go amid the discourse

breathe…breathe in the air

breathe in burgundy love

breathe in peaceful dove

au cœur de l’amour…the heart of love

Rio Celeste (sky blue water)

Rio Celeste (sky blue water) (Photo credit: Steve Corey)

enchantment meets you

at the glance

her every word deep

meditating trance

your breath awaits

more food for air

dancing beautifully

lovingly with care

the mystery weaves

in and out

dreams running

there is no doubt

until…the thorn

does appear

piercing deeply

leaving fear

courage needs

to take the lead

faithfulness

is the only plead

unchained wild

passionate free

resist the urge

to run and flee

for if you stay

you will find

the love to reap

so sublime