Flip a coin, choose a side
Black is black, White is white
Dark is dark, Light is light
Bright of day, Shade of night
Fade to Black, Rise to Light
Sun and Shadow play their game
Moon can pierce the darkest sky
Anger and Sadness,
Love and Joy
Yin and Yang
we need them both
They coexist,
Inseparable
If one were gone,
the other would wither
Missing its partner,
one half left alone
carrying the burden all on its own
The eternal balance
is like a dance
back and forth
across space and time
Never ending,
the cycle continues
The universe performs
its harmonic song
Life is Poetry and Poetry is Life. My poetry is the story of the journey of my soul and life which evolves daily. This is a place for me to share my poetry and what inspires me.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
One Circle, One Heart
Three in a
circle of life
Becoming one
heart
One goes away
the other two stay
The circle
becomes
a line
Joining the three
Across the sea
Distance makes the heart grow
fonder
yet lonely
Time slows down
when part of your heart
is away
The wandering third
returns to the fold
At home
at last
to have and to hold
The three join
together
in an embrace
The circle
reunited
The heart
fills with love
All feels right
in the world
When the three
live as one
No matter
the distance
Never to part
Forever one heart
For Damon and Gwen
My circle of love
My heart
Saturday, October 25, 2014
All Must Go
Fall is falling all around us
Autumn leaves co-mingle
at my feet
They hang on
with battered limbs
until giving in to
the insistent wind
Like rain they drop
from all directions
loosening
their grip on life
"Must hold on a little longer"
some not ready
to die yet
No discrimination
as to color, shape or size
All must go
by time of winter
No leaf
can be left standing
No disruption
to the rite
All must be sacrificed
in the cleansing
The baring of the trees
The cycle
of the seasons
must continue as it has
Mother Nature knows
the reason
All must succumb
to her will
Autumn leaves co-mingle
at my feet
They hang on
with battered limbs
until giving in to
the insistent wind
Like rain they drop
from all directions
loosening
their grip on life
"Must hold on a little longer"
some not ready
to die yet
No discrimination
as to color, shape or size
All must go
by time of winter
No leaf
can be left standing
No disruption
to the rite
All must be sacrificed
in the cleansing
The baring of the trees
The cycle
of the seasons
must continue as it has
Mother Nature knows
the reason
All must succumb
to her will
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Yoga and Meditation Journal - 10/21/14
I think I should add walking to the journal title as it is my new staple, but for me walking is a meditation as I have said before, as I usually do it solitary and in silence. A moving meditation, in harmony with nature as I prefer to be outside, in whatever weather. It is going on week 3 of doing my thrice daily walks. I am really loving it and crave it. I just cannot stop so far. I have had a cold since last Thursday but manage to muster up energy to do a simple slow walk and the fresh air has been good for me. I am keeping it short while I am sick, but even when I think I may not go for my 2nd or 3rd, I find my body is moving me out the door, eager for its fix. I get going pretty early in the morning to get one in before work at our little park, then go in the afternoon on the track at work (love that we have that) or in parks on the weekend, finishing it off sometime in the evening (usually night - love the late walks) just up and down our street.
The walking is huge for my creative flow. I have written more poems since I have started the regular walking, and I find that since I do them mainly in my head that I remember them more. I will often finish/edit it at home but the main idea is set on the walk. Not every walk spurs a poem, but many do right now. As no surprise, since I am walking outside nature is a big theme right now for me. But I also relate my spiritual growth from my meditations into poems as well.
Interesting that this past week I didn't do as much yoga - the walking is taking more of its place but I am still finding the balance of what I will do as I progress. It is just fun trying to find the time for them all. Often I sit on the porch or a quiet place and do a full meditation after my walk. Great peaceful time. When I do my yoga now, I am more at peace and feel which poses I need to go into. While I have been sick restorative is more in tune, and it really helped to clear my sinuses one night. I have missed my class a bit lately due to schedule and work, but went to two workshops so that was nice. I will have to do more at home since my husband got a new job and our schedules may be up i the air for a while. Thinking of replacing my Tuesday class for a Sunday one. We will see.
I can really see how all the yoga, meditation and walking are enhancing my creativity and soul. I feel so alive right now. More than ever before. It is a great feeling.
Looking forward to a Thursday group mediation this week which I am sure will provide more visions and insights as well as inspiration for more poetry.
Namaste
The walking is huge for my creative flow. I have written more poems since I have started the regular walking, and I find that since I do them mainly in my head that I remember them more. I will often finish/edit it at home but the main idea is set on the walk. Not every walk spurs a poem, but many do right now. As no surprise, since I am walking outside nature is a big theme right now for me. But I also relate my spiritual growth from my meditations into poems as well.
Interesting that this past week I didn't do as much yoga - the walking is taking more of its place but I am still finding the balance of what I will do as I progress. It is just fun trying to find the time for them all. Often I sit on the porch or a quiet place and do a full meditation after my walk. Great peaceful time. When I do my yoga now, I am more at peace and feel which poses I need to go into. While I have been sick restorative is more in tune, and it really helped to clear my sinuses one night. I have missed my class a bit lately due to schedule and work, but went to two workshops so that was nice. I will have to do more at home since my husband got a new job and our schedules may be up i the air for a while. Thinking of replacing my Tuesday class for a Sunday one. We will see.
I can really see how all the yoga, meditation and walking are enhancing my creativity and soul. I feel so alive right now. More than ever before. It is a great feeling.
Looking forward to a Thursday group mediation this week which I am sure will provide more visions and insights as well as inspiration for more poetry.
Namaste
Half of a Whole
Blessed or Cursed?
Will future portions persist
to find their match?
Or left alone
grow weary of their lack?
What purpose in this halving?
What hidden message here?
Perhaps this unhinging
holds the key to all
From separation comes
appreciation of the whole
Will future portions persist
to find their match?
Or left alone
grow weary of their lack?
What purpose in this halving?
What hidden message here?
Perhaps this unhinging
holds the key to all
From separation comes
appreciation of the whole
Angel Force Field
The angels are linked together
stretching from pole to pole
encircling the globe
Protecting and guarding
as the Earth spins on its axis
and rotates around the Sun
Infinite in number
Ever vigil, ever constant
Seeking to serve us
If we simply ask
stretching from pole to pole
encircling the globe
Protecting and guarding
as the Earth spins on its axis
and rotates around the Sun
Infinite in number
Ever vigil, ever constant
Seeking to serve us
If we simply ask
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Red Sky
"Red sky at night, sailor's delight,
Red sky at morning, sailors take warning"
The old saying came to mind
as I stepped out into a red sky at dawn
It was full of bright pinks and oranges
with ominous dark gray clouds
Then it burst into a flame of golden yellow
but soon simmered into subtler shades of pink and gray
until the colors slowly faded away
What fortune that I was able to see
this wonderful display of light and color
at the start of a dreary day
What wonders are all around us
waiting to be found if we care to notice
Nature provides more enjoyment
and variety than any show on earth
10/14/14
Red sky at morning, sailors take warning"
The old saying came to mind
as I stepped out into a red sky at dawn
It was full of bright pinks and oranges
with ominous dark gray clouds
Then it burst into a flame of golden yellow
but soon simmered into subtler shades of pink and gray
until the colors slowly faded away
What fortune that I was able to see
this wonderful display of light and color
at the start of a dreary day
What wonders are all around us
waiting to be found if we care to notice
Nature provides more enjoyment
and variety than any show on earth
10/14/14
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Untouched Beauty
In the center of the circle
hidden in the rolling hills
lies a luxurious wildflower patch
full of vibrant colors
that beckons me to come
and breathe the fragrant air
before it is carried away
in the autumn mist
The first sight of this patch
brought such joy and excitement
I walked over and stared
with enamoration
at the immensity of it
I picked a bunch of flowers
in remembrance of that moment
but they didn't last long
beyond the magic of the patch
They could not capture
The same sensation
as the field in full bloom
With bees buzzing around
and the manicured grass
under my feet
A stark contrast to the
untouched natural landscape
before my eyes
I stood in awe at the beauty
we cut away each day
to pave the way for progress
10/13/14
hidden in the rolling hills
lies a luxurious wildflower patch
full of vibrant colors
that beckons me to come
and breathe the fragrant air
before it is carried away
in the autumn mist
The first sight of this patch
brought such joy and excitement
I walked over and stared
with enamoration
at the immensity of it
I picked a bunch of flowers
in remembrance of that moment
but they didn't last long
beyond the magic of the patch
They could not capture
The same sensation
as the field in full bloom
With bees buzzing around
and the manicured grass
under my feet
A stark contrast to the
untouched natural landscape
before my eyes
I stood in awe at the beauty
we cut away each day
to pave the way for progress
10/13/14
Inner Beauty
Deep inside of me
My true self I can see
Standing in a mirror
The image is so clear
She radiates a glow
That someday I will show
As she steps out of the glass
We merge as one at last
Once the child is found
We travel all around
From star to star we fly
No need to question why
It is here that I belong
Where I can sing my song
Floating so high and free
My heart is filled with glee
As we return from our flight
The two are in my sight
Together in the mirror
These parts of me so dear
As I start to say goodbye
A shimmer catches my eye
My inner self is beaming
The light within her is streaming
Her wings are open wide
Stretched out on either side
What a gift to let me see
This wondrous part of me
I know she will always be there
When I need some love and care
I no longer need to hide
This treasure I've kept inside
10/12/14
My true self I can see
Standing in a mirror
The image is so clear
She radiates a glow
That someday I will show
As she steps out of the glass
We merge as one at last
Once the child is found
We travel all around
From star to star we fly
No need to question why
It is here that I belong
Where I can sing my song
Floating so high and free
My heart is filled with glee
As we return from our flight
The two are in my sight
Together in the mirror
These parts of me so dear
As I start to say goodbye
A shimmer catches my eye
My inner self is beaming
The light within her is streaming
Her wings are open wide
Stretched out on either side
What a gift to let me see
This wondrous part of me
I know she will always be there
When I need some love and care
I no longer need to hide
This treasure I've kept inside
10/12/14
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