Stale beliefs vanquished
through surrender and release
Fresh outlook arrives
Category Archives: poetry
Ignited
Ember glows hot
Fire not quite out
Glowing coal lay waiting for exact moment
to burst
combustion
conception
a flaming demented life
irrational
uncontrollable
racing here and there
no apparent course
Ignites in a flash
consumes all in its path
consumes itself
destruction
hollow burnt shell
ashes
all that remain
Heatwave
Birthday Morning
Healing
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World seen through wounded eyes
bruised shades of purple and black taint sight
timid feet afraid of open space
fear fits like a leather moccasin
malleable, familiar
want to remain on dysfunctional path
Heart cries tearless sadness for lost potential
pumps staccato beat of marching band refrain
encourages determination, change
Quiet reflection soothes and calms
eyes adjust focus
wounds heal
vision is renewed
Waning Gibbous
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Moon rises over city
a glowing lantern
silent symbol of graceful timelessness
She has not forgotten
her busy children
Quietly following an ancient path
she winks and shines
sees sorrow and joy
trials and tribulations
life passing through ups and downs
She offers a gentle reminder
even dark night
has its time
for glorious light
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Keep Digging
Mission continues
peel back layer by layer
hidden treasure waits
Pen sifts muddy thoughts
paper pulls graphic icons
subliminal dirt
Intricate beauty
covered beneath deception
self preservation
Raising to daylight
exposes vulnerable
state of reflection
Reservoir
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Family and friends encircle
bestow comfort, warmth
add protective layer of strength
My heart swells with gratitude
reservoir filling
to nourish and quench in times of need
times when heartache withers
times of miscommunication or drought of silence
Yesterday’s troubles remain
not willing to leave without a fight
but they cower
in the presence of hope
Broken Glass
Mirror breaks inexplicably
invisible stone
hurled
by a petulant force
seeking attention
Shattered
Shards litter floor
prismatic glass mosaic
hundreds of pieces
return disjointed image
echo chaos
flash alarm
Art deco
Nouveau art
Art less
Strewn about
fragments catch light
direct variegated colors around room
or blind with angry
blast of sun’s rays
blink tears to protect eyes
Some bits are flipped
reflective side down
unable to face their new reality
Photo frame characters
watch from across room
frightened by crash
they seem to leap
to escape their restricted confinement
Clean up is like walking through a minefield
where great care must be taken
not to detonate
a slumbering weapon of destruction
Remnants of mirror
not forgotten mines
lay visible
but every now and then
unseen splinters
pierce and draw blood
an exacting toll
to assuage guilt
for breakage of
the valuable mirror






