STOP

the indecent insults of time

STOP

the smart phone dictatorship

STOP

the distorted connection 

 

IMAGINE

a world where everyone still phoned

the rotary way

mindfully 

each number dialed, deliberate

finger smoothly circling 

with enthusiasm and anticipation

c-l

c-l-i-c-c-c-c-c

c-l-i-c-c-c-c

c-l-i-c

c-l-i-c

c-l-i-c-c-c-c-c-c

c-l-i-c-c-c-c

 

IMAGINE

a world of connected yesterdays

 

 

 

 

 

 

For Doug. Still missing you after all these years.

The river, strong and sweeping

chanted secrets of the universe.

The island broke the river,

blue stirring to white.

Water frothing in anger, over being interrupted.

Pine trees secured the island, kept it from floating away.

Wind whispered change.

An owl stood wise,

watching her as she walked alone.

Absorbed by the beauty of nature,

lost in her own thoughts of mourning.

She so young and innocent.

The owl went unnoticed.

Along with the omens, both good and bad.

She did see the man sitting at the edge of the island,

down river, on a log.

Where the river embraced itself again.

There, he sat alone in silent meditation.

From where did he come?

How did he get here with no boat to carry him?

Wondering she walked, kind and curious.

 

Suddenly ——

 

Just as she was about to speak.

The owl screeched.

The river cackled.

The pines cried.

Two ravens took shape and flew from her.

Leaving the log empty.

Only the mystery remained.

The memory of a loved one lost.

The river continued her chant.

The universe kept her secrets.

 

 

gratitude is much like the sunrise

the nights darkness covers all 

beauty and wonder is hidden in the stars and shadows

just as we loose our own glow at times

neglecting what makes 

us. we. them. it.

ALL

beautiful

yet, if we are quiet enough

just as the horizon transforms

from deep whole black, to velvet purple

blazing red to flamboyant orange

lovely shades of pink and sensuous yellows

to a final joyous blue

the light shines through our own prisms

nourishing the soul with vibrating energy

bestows intention, changing our flow

chakras spin

Spirit awakens

gratitude brings us whole again

Daily word prompt bestow

 

forest of wonder holds a secret trail

to hidden gems only the wise can find

blankets of brilliant moss illuminate the giant sleeping boulders

queens and kings of centuries old stand tall silently in witness

mountains anchor the sky to the earth

waterfalls cascade from the heavens

charming bridges cross to floating worlds

where one can climb their dreams

to dance in the clouds

and touch the rainbows

 

 

 

 

 

 

Partaking in random thoughts creates poem # 22 for Poetry Month

 

waves break against the walls of the skull

washing and cleansing

tides of creativity, devotion and love

flow from the right hemisphere

logic and wisdom

spill from the left hemisphere

waterfalls cascade down the brainstem

reminders to breath, heart to beat

the amygdala emotionally charged

with centuries of practise

erratic notions crashing in the depths of the mind

calmness hidden in the corals of the cerebellum

balances and coordinates

cerebral cortex reefs are brilliant with thought

attentive to the world in which it exists

optical illusions in the back ghetties

history of a life being held by a dam

drip

drip

go the memories

eroding the perception of time

drip

drip

neuroplasticity

creates rivers of change

streams of thought

ebb and flow

dreams

swirl

into

a

new

reality

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poem # 21 for Poetry Month.

Mind feeling a little sluggish. So I am going to spend the day outside searching for more rainbows.

rainbows spread delight

spring showers rejuvenate

blooming new beginnings

for all of nature to celebrate

 

 

 

eyes wide open

journey nearing its end

 

skin as elegant 

as a calla lily – blooming

 

mind is scattered

like a bee drunk on pollen

 

          ♥  shattered heart

grasping to love those left behind

 

          ♥  authentic heart

sharing love that has been kept secret for so long

 

family sits vigil with compassion and devotion

like morning dew blanketing a rose

 

death will come with a tender embrace

such as the sun wakes gently over the horizon

 

spirit taking flight

on the wings of a dragonfly

 

 

Daily prompt authentic

 

 

 

 

wondrous morning

stillness of nature

awakens anew

whisper of a whale’s breath

breaks the duvet of fog

that embraces the ocean

pileated woodpecker searches

wren flirts

whale exhales, 

again and again

the loon joins the chorus

sharing of secrets

the infinite and mysterious

connected by grace

a parallel universe

where nature sings

in the spirit’s dance recital

The daily prompt parallel

 

 

 

 

 

enchanted forest

wondrous green

whispers of connection

essence of being

vast graveyards of forests healing 

death scream

WHY?

 

giants of futures past

if we could hear your story

what wisdom would you share?

 

 

YOU!

species of most wisdom?

destroy what nurtures you

listen to your own story

the lessons are there

 

role model with

peace and tranquility

to all who listen

stand and be still

reflect and respect

for the next generation

may do better

behaviour that sustains

 

 

Daily prompt futures past

 

 

 

 

 

Listening to the grace in my own moments of solitude.

Poem for April 17th. One poem a day to celebrate Poetry Month.

 

Listen

 

to the stillness

in all & everything

 

let its beauty wrap

our hearts in grace

 

embrace this time of reflection

 

where hope shape shifts to courage 

suffering gives way to love

 

it is in this place of quiet

 

— solitude —

 

the light seeps in

honouring & healing begins

 

 

Daily prompt graceful