Category Archives: Poems

Out of the Darkness

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Out of the darkness
into the sea
there is our future
our destiny

Clamoring for closeness
under the bridge
into the hedges
a brick wall lives

Out of the darkness
the shadows dwell
with all the answers
we seek of hell
the healing, the wishes,
the desire for flame
here it is under the same
here it is without the blame
under my skin
and in my veins
bloody vines ride up my spine
I remember the time
when just light existed
in my mind
now there is both the dark and the light
living together with all their might

g.piazza

Searching for our DNA

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There is something in our DNA that has us gravitate toward certain people.

It goes something like this:

orange me, red me

talk to me, bleed me,

the blood in my veins flows into yours

like a river,

with no pain,

dancing lovely down stream.

samba with me, be with me,

we are healed already

in our DNA.

we belong to each other

without possession.

melt with me, work with me,

take me to other realms

outside of normal

there is no normal

ground me, electrify me

stay with me

connect with me,

hear me, see me,

begin with me, end as us

always.

 Connections between people happen on many levels. Some levels are obvious some are hidden. If you can just stay aware and awake long enough. You will find the reason. And grow from there.

Happy Searching.

Crisis and Benefit

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Sorry for the long silence but I had crisis after crisis.  What I mean buy that is my computer, cell phone and car all broke down at the same time.

Other garden variety problems came up too. Like my attitude towards the things I could not control. I began to get so stressed and unhappy I was a walking basket of negativity. It started with negative self talk of put downs and a pity party. Poor Me, Why Me, etc.

When I realized I was just adding to my own misery I stopped and started looking for what was good and what action I could take.

First, after putting the car in the shop the mechanic told me it was the recently replaced alternator that was under warranty which was replaced at no charge.

Second, my friend rebuilt my computer tower for less than two hundred dollars.

Third, my cell phone is being replaced.

After I calmed down and took one tiny action instead of hiding from each crisis all worked out fine.  And that is good.

So what’s the take away here. Keep moving, don’t isolate, any action is the right action.

Phew, glad it’s over.

Has a crisis hit you lately? Good. Don’t hide from any thing that challenges you because you are  strong and clever enough to sail through it. Keep going you will make it.

 

 

 

 

 

Your Brain

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Your brain is a radio transmitter.

It broadcasts thoughts, directions,

vibrations to your cells.

You choose the station it’s tuned to.

Kris Carr

Dream Within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

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Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow:
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Fear

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“A man’s life is the history of his fears.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

 

 

 

Thoughtful Thursdays #28

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e.e. cummings said: “To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting”.

When I read this it was almost too much to bear because it was true. It is a fundamental truth that no one talks about or even realizes till it’s almost too late. The truth is that society has set up rules so that if you don’t follow a particular like-minded tribe you will be lost and alone to the point of death. This mentality comes from the ancient survival mechanism in our brains that looks for safety. And it’s also has a clear undercurrent of power and control of a group under the guise of safety. I don’t know about you but I have been a loaner most of my life and I know that lost and empty feeling of not fitting in. I fooled myself for a long time with relationships, jobs, incredible ideas, trusting those I should not have and fabulous fashions but they all faded. The only thing left is me. Warts and all.

I have had sweeping changes and disappointments galore and guess what, I have survived. I still stand-alone and I enjoy being alone as much as I enjoy company.

Society has its own truths. I would never give up my truth to be myself. No matter what.

Be forewarned that acting true to yourself brings lots of jealousy and criticism. It’s a small price to pay for your own happiness. Be content and improve yourself regardless of what others think.

It will take a great deal of courage but you can do it. When there’s opposition, express it by doing something creative. Writing, painting, running what ever makes you happy.

Is this selfish, you may ask. No, because how can you be functional and productive when you have that feeling of uneasy boredom, are unhappy and living by habit?

No one can do your life the way you do so be proud of you and your life.

High Speed

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When you really know in your gut, DNA, heart and mind what your path is, your life will kick into high speed. So will your challenges. How do you know you are moving forward in the right direction? By the intensity of your focus.

There will be distractions but they will be momentary and brief allowing you to refocus quickly.

How magnificent is that!

Happy Creating.

 

 

I really appreciate my feet. They take me to so many places.

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On My Feet Again

My feet happily take me anyplace I want to go.

My feet are happy going to and fro.

My feet like the freedom of pretty sandals.

To new adventures they are not afraid to handle.

Painted toes breathe and giggle.

I feel them dancing with a wiggle.

My feet patiently wait for storefront gazing.

In the hot sun they are a blazing.

Oh no it’s started to rain.

What is that I see a crane?

On my feet again.

To get some quiche Lorraine

My feet can rest

As I sit on this chest

And watch a bird

Eating lemon curd.

So thank your feet every day

And they’ll take you blissfully on your way.

  4/7/11

Georgia