When I was young… I was sure that I was going to lead a big life and change the world. I was sure that I was here to do something big, something important. I kept waiting for my mission to show itself. Until it did, I just focused on living… But my life seemed relatively …
Tag: poetry
Finding Balance
To be kindWithout being a doormatTo be generousWithout being ridiculous To walk the line betweenAssertiveness and aggression To be creativeWithout being redundant I feel the wobble and the trip and sometimes the fall as I try to navigate these in-between places It feels like the pavement has become a friend because we have met so …
Healed By A Song…Day 26/30
Today, a piece of my heart was healed by a song. I’ve always stood in the margins, wondering why I was there. The fringe didn’t seem like a choice. It’s simply where I was. Was it because of my biology? After all, I wasn’t really his daughter. But I have clear memories of him demonstrating …
Pics…Day 23/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Words escape me today. But I’m trying to keep my commitment of a post every day in November. So, rather than bore you with drivel, I’ll let nature do the talking…. Thanks for visiting. Wishing you peace. I’m glad you’re here 💜 This post is part of the month long blogging …
Life…Day 11/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Life is getting ahead of me.I’m woefully behind in everything…You name it…I’m behind in it And I’m realizing that, before I was behind, I was numbAnd before I was numb, I was overwhelmedAnd before I was overwhelmed, I was hurt, deeply hurt Hurt was never valid in my family of origin. …
Surrender….Day 10/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Surrender can mean many different things. When I was a child, watching TV, surrender was something that every bad guy had to do by the end of the show. Back then, it meant that good had triumphed. As an young adult, it meant something deeper. I listened to Sarah McLachlan singing …
Emphatic Connection ….Day 9/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Being connected to people and animals and places has always been immediate and imperative. But the word by itself is inadequate. It’s actually more than just an awareness of the other being or place. It’s a deeply rooted feeling, a knowing that is undeniable. For as long as I can …
Time to Heal…Day 8/30
Photo by Dinah (c) "This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal. I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it …
Spirals….Day 6/30
Photo by Dinah (c) joy and sorrow are absolutely connected and must always be sorrow is constriction, a folding into self joy is expansion, an open embrace I must unfold those places within myself that were so immediately creased as a protection from early pain. those lines of my protected self are so deep that …
Soul Speak….Day 3/30
Photo by Dinah (c) When I ask my soul what it wants to say, I sense depth and awareness that render language almost useless The message of the soul seems less about words and more about knowing. It starts first with the knowing of who I am…who I have always been… Through every iteration, every …
This Isn’t True, But It Could Be
This isn’t true but it could be In high school, I had a wonderful friend named Sue. We used to explore the woods together several times each week. Sue was an Appaloosa and we lost touch when I left for college. Now she visits me in my dreams and we ride again… We become light …
Covid Found Us!
I had started the month of April fully intending to try and join the Poem a Day for 30 Days Challenge. I made it one week and then caught a pretty nasty cold that lasted 2 weeks. I was just starting to feel like I was on the other side of it when my husband …
Ask The Questions
Photo by Dinah (c) When I was five, I wanted a pet lion. My mom told me lions were not legal pets. I wanted her to call the police and ask.My dad traveled often. When I was 6, I asked him to take a vacuum cleaner on the plane and suck up a cloud and …
The Cold Caught Me
* Photo of a blue footed booby from Facebook because I absolutely love this picture! Like almost every day I begin with a shower I blow dry my bangs And slide into jeans and tennis shoes… Shoes are important when balance is bad I’m determined A normal routine will mean a normal day I’m sure of …
Lemons and Mom
Photo from Unsplash Lemons They remind me of my mom… There are reminders that are concrete… like a Post-it note on the refrigerator…. and there are reminders that are less tangible, more ethereal…. like a cobweb that just barely grazes your hand. Lemons have that wispy, fairy wing kind of feeling for me. I can …
Infinity
Love and light Live in the body But are never limited by it Love moves past form Light carries it to infinity Infinity is who we are Form is just a resting place . . . I’m glad you’re here💜 April is National Poetry Writing Month. Check out my friends’ posts Here
Being
So many worlds collide in order to create each human life. The coming together of two people, two bodies, at least two cultures and families and on and on.We start this journey, being taught, being molded, being corrected and trying and trying and trying. So much learning. So much striving. We feel lucky if we …
Miracles -Day 20/30
Photo by Dinah (c) I’m looking forward to miracles the same way a child looks forward to Saturday morning. When teachers and schoolwork choreograph most of every week, there’s a kind of deliciousness in reclaiming the openness of the weekend…an excitement that comes when you can make time your own. That’s what I’m looking forward …
Boomerang -Day 18/30
Photo by Dinah (c) I am a boomerang I almost always come back Perhaps this is my own personal Right of Return We were young and married and forgot that love can only flourish where appreciation dwells We ended our storyAnd then returned 2 years later and rebuilt everything Starting with ourselves Boomerang I worked …
Friendship -Day 16/30
Photo by Don (c) Photo by Don (c) I saw an old friend today Not a text Not a Zoom call Actual face to face time It was wonderful Why do we wait so long to see the people we love? We sat in a restaurant for 3 hours Talking, laughing, Our past/present/future blended into …
Body Talk – Day 14/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Some days I can barely stand to be in my bodyThere was no break upI don’t know why we stopped speaking My friend also has a body that plays hide and seek with her We talk about this Sometimes Our bodies pendulum Without our consent We feel the tick tock of …
An Uneven Day -Day 12/30
Photo by Dinah (c) Today is an uneven kind of day The temperature is warmBut the wind is too focused on announcing winterThe wind doesn’t care about prolonging our warmthMy mind wants to be out in the sun Defying the wind would be a worthy pastime But my body is too consumed by the sleep …
Choosing Dreams-Day 5/30
Springtime, renewalThat’s where you’ll find me. Where trees are awake and showing off their new lion’s manes and flowers are swaying calling for more I want to sit there, learning their language of light and breeze and scentI want to hear their stories and feel their laughter The culture of nature, the manners of pollinators, …
With Angels and Elephants 