A moment captured in time
of a fathers struggle to live
even in the depths of pain and discomfort.
Resting in a chair at window ledge
peering and frowning as if to memorize,
immortalize this moment.
A mini vacation set aside
to help rejeuvenate and de-stress.
Niagara Falls river rushing by
His pain as deep and disguised
as the rivers current.
Mom notices his absence of thought
and clicks the camera.
The flash awakens his dreamy state
as he smiles at her
What was he thinking?
She loves him dearly and misses him already.
A black and white photo left behind
that will never reveal
the life of colour they shared in the 51 years of marriage!
In the wilderness of poetry
I’m wondering if you can envision what I ascertain?
We are so different
I search for the truth and beauty
in the darkest of human holes
black space envelopes me
I grasp for inclusion
The birthing of a spark ignites a light
only the energy of a soul shares
I am a soul, wild, free, alone
creating a moment
A dangerous place this wilderness
Untamed, vulnerable, holy
Will you even see me with closed eyes?
Will my sacred courage stand
My breath like a slow fog expels
I smell the pines in the forest
standing firm, grounded, wild
I belong here
My pen is my voice
like the smell of the pines
it cry’s out to be noticed
Fragrant words seducing you closer
vowels lighting the narrow path
to the beauty within my wilderness
I see you!
I listen and look with a painful heart
anticipating true belonging.
SOFTLY THROUGH THE COBWEBS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
I FEEL YOUR PRESENCE ENVELOPING ME GENTLY
LIKE A BABE IN ARMS
WARM, TENDER, COMFORTING
MY SENSE OF BEING BENDS TO MATCH YOU
MY TWIN FLAME
DESIRING ONLY YOUR TOUCH
MY HEART SEEKS SOLICE
AWAKENED MEMORIES COME TO SURFACE AS THE
BREEZE AND SUNLIGHT PURIFY MY THOUGHTS
LOVE IS MY TRUE EXISTENCE
DAILY I GREET MY GOAL OF KEEPING HIGH VIBRATIONS
AS I CHOOSE WHICH EXPERIENCE
YOU WOULD GREATLY APPRECIATE
IT IS A CHALLENGING ROLE I PLAY
IN THIS DUALISTIC WORLD
KNOWING BOTH LIGHT AND DARKNESS ARE NEEDED
IT IS NOT EASY TO LOVE THOSE WHO HAVE NO SELF LOVE
AND IT IS FAR TOO EASY TO HATE
GUIDE ME MERCIFULLY
FOR LOVE IS MY TRUE EXISTENCE
I AM SEARCHING
MY ENERGY FLOWS
THROUGH MY FINGER TIPS
PUSHING TIME AWAY
YOUR TRUTH IS JUST THAT
AS MY TRUTH
IN CALM SURRENDER
SITTING IN SILENCE
AN INVISIBLE FLOWING FORCE
IN THE DANCE BETWEEN WIND AND WAVES
THE AURAS OF TREES WEEP
MY FLESH IS MY BARK
I SENSE A RUMBLING IN THE AIR
AS THE WIND WHISPERS
YOU CANNOT HOLD BACK TRUTHS
THAT WILL ONE DAY CHANGE
THE VARY EXISTANCE
OF WHO YOU ARE!
The streaming sound of cicadas
Among the lovely trees
As August days turn dark
And the flowers call the bees.
The leaves feel the energy flowing
As they begin to bend to wind
Once purged from Mother branches
To the earth now engaged and pinned.
The awesome fluttering dragonflies
In an anxious state of bliss
Grasp their flowering fluid elixir
As a goodbye summer kiss.
Nature feels the change of seasons
As if called from deep below
The earth decides its future fate
When winter winds will blow.
As I watch in silent surrender
To the calling of all beings
A conscious scheduled cycle starts
My waning heart to sing.