Monthly Archives: December 2015

New Year Poem

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Like the newborn with outstretched fingers
Hold tight and remember that it is the day that promises May become reality
Save the planning for the night time hours Keep the candle close

Every dream Every Thing
You have chanted Now resounds
It is time to Make good
No more promises

Walk with Purpose
Let Your Eyes Show Your
Determination
And Remember To Drink Deeply From The Well Of Love

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Reinventing Me

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Something snapped,
Something broke,
A long and arduous journey,

Step by Step
Moment by moment
Feelings of numbness
Persistence forgotten

Courage insistent despite death’s lure
Courage to continue
Courage to try
Courage to be present
Courage to be

despite numbness
despite emptiness
despite

stewing and sitting, sleeping and purging, searching and trying,

Broken open
trying not to harden

left with nothing more

And a seed remained
a seed that remembered courage
a seed stating to go on
a seed needing care and love

and even though it snapped
and even though it broke

something said “it’s time”
time to reinvent

to start a new beginning
to start a new me
to start a new everything

move toward a vision
despite the emptiness in me
trust in me
trust I can believe
trust I deserve to be a new me.

So without feeling,
without a stir,
I release all expectations and start this journey to be me.

Hoping to feel again,
Hoping to draw on persistence and tenacity
knowing they served in the past,
knowing they risk
loss and pain.

Release the fear
Try a new
Trust in the ability to create
despite the cycle of life.
despite the truth

Live to feel all it’s adventure, good and bad.
Time to create a new and stronger me.
In celebration of life
In Celebration of Truth.
In Celebration of My love.
In Celebration of loving ME
I’m setting myself free
Watch out, here I come.

 

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A Broken wing bird

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You are a broken wing bird

Trapped inside this self-made cage

Despite putting your beautiful Mona Lisa smile

Happiness has become a foreign feeling for you

And you’re sinking into a quagmire of your past

Your life now is an endless train of suffering

You’re breathing but I feel as if you have passed away

In fact, I met your ghost yesterday

And I realized how I much I miss the old you

Please come back to me

I won’t allow you to be consumed by the flames of your hell

The world is a beautiful place with you in it

I can’t change your past

But together we can start the life journey all over

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