Ah, the feel of soil on my hands
The dirt so moist and happy as planned
Worms squiggle and I stir the earth
Uncovered, slimming and widening its' girth.
The sun, the breeze, so light it seems
Trim out the old make room for new dreams
Little saplings, clipped dead branches, new shoots
Hellos from neighbours all day what a hoot!
Giving a new place your special stamp
Takes thought and enthusiasm to re-vamp
All the while you consider what you'll think
As time goes by and kids have grown in a blink
Inner glee at neighbourhood children
Running and tagging and kicking
Time to go home, clean up, call it a day
For another like this we pray!
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Eclipse Sunrise
Where have you been, what have you done?
Our connection has been burnt by the sun
Eclipse or not life has changed
You feel very estranged
Hurt is covered by practical thinking
Why can't you tell me just start speaking
I love you and hurt you this I know
A desire for closeness again I can't sow
I feel your pain your lack of support
Please know I care, let me into your fort
I wonder, ponder and pray
We can have fun again some day.
Words can influence in ways of motion
Questioning those in degrees of devotion
I've left huge gaps and made other choices
Too late did I realize, my ears took other voices
If I'd followed my heart and let my song sing
A different joy I'd have for you to ring
Truth be known I couldn't find my tune
And hope dearly our care isn't in ruin.
Our connection has been burnt by the sun
Eclipse or not life has changed
You feel very estranged
Hurt is covered by practical thinking
Why can't you tell me just start speaking
I love you and hurt you this I know
A desire for closeness again I can't sow
I feel your pain your lack of support
Please know I care, let me into your fort
I wonder, ponder and pray
We can have fun again some day.
Words can influence in ways of motion
Questioning those in degrees of devotion
I've left huge gaps and made other choices
Too late did I realize, my ears took other voices
If I'd followed my heart and let my song sing
A different joy I'd have for you to ring
Truth be known I couldn't find my tune
And hope dearly our care isn't in ruin.
Rise
Twinkling keys warm my emotions
Letting them flow is causing commotion
With my senses heightened & grated heart
I wonder how one day can be so a la cart.
Choose this or that it doesn't matter
Our lives are made up for things that scatter
To the wind, to the earth we do not know
How things will develop, how things will go
Determined sometimes there is no other way
To keep our truths and heartaches at bay
So I tell you keep your head held high
Dream your dreams, your ideas up to they sky
Take in all you can with the sorrow, with the grins
Know you're the best you can be will all the has-beens
For without the steps, the trips, the falls
You will grow: You will rise above it all.
Letting them flow is causing commotion
With my senses heightened & grated heart
I wonder how one day can be so a la cart.
Choose this or that it doesn't matter
Our lives are made up for things that scatter
To the wind, to the earth we do not know
How things will develop, how things will go
Determined sometimes there is no other way
To keep our truths and heartaches at bay
So I tell you keep your head held high
Dream your dreams, your ideas up to they sky
Take in all you can with the sorrow, with the grins
Know you're the best you can be will all the has-beens
For without the steps, the trips, the falls
You will grow: You will rise above it all.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Ugly with a Full Nappy
I'm so angry and that makes me ugly
Why do I react this way; not even smugly
Can't determine which tipped the scale
And which emotion is the biggest whale.
Reacting to appease is probably the pattern
Getting real not easy for all concerned
So much thinking to change and be clear
To bring those I love and keep them near
It just makes sick to see how he's coping
Empty cartons, time to think I'm hoping
A hurt bird trying to find his way
Only not quite sure which way to sway
Parents wanting to help and contribute
Doubts on how to act and substitute
I just want my kids to be open & happy
And not have to deal with what's left in the nappy.
Why do I react this way; not even smugly
Can't determine which tipped the scale
And which emotion is the biggest whale.
Reacting to appease is probably the pattern
Getting real not easy for all concerned
So much thinking to change and be clear
To bring those I love and keep them near
It just makes sick to see how he's coping
Empty cartons, time to think I'm hoping
A hurt bird trying to find his way
Only not quite sure which way to sway
Parents wanting to help and contribute
Doubts on how to act and substitute
I just want my kids to be open & happy
And not have to deal with what's left in the nappy.
Friends In Need In Deed.
Two lads more like brothers they'd be
There to help and support me
Heaving and pushing still keeping a smile
Chatting and chortling all the while.
Filing cabinets, desk and a blanket of dust
Total exposure of what is a must
Hovering hurt to sithe as we load
Three cars, one hour, in a row we rode.
Grateful I am for these two blokes
No doubts or questions ever spoke
Just where can we help, you can count on us
Will love, respect, and all kinds of trust
Schmob and Sparticus, I thank thee
For supporting my journey whatever that be
You're there for my life I know it's true
Please know I reciprocate the same for you.
There to help and support me
Heaving and pushing still keeping a smile
Chatting and chortling all the while.
Filing cabinets, desk and a blanket of dust
Total exposure of what is a must
Hovering hurt to sithe as we load
Three cars, one hour, in a row we rode.
Grateful I am for these two blokes
No doubts or questions ever spoke
Just where can we help, you can count on us
Will love, respect, and all kinds of trust
Schmob and Sparticus, I thank thee
For supporting my journey whatever that be
You're there for my life I know it's true
Please know I reciprocate the same for you.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Out of The Cave.
The day feels dark, cold, and suppressing
My body estranged and confused before dressing.
No desire to rise and face the day
Only disgust with thoughts dense as clay.
One foot on the floor thanks to my angel
Praying for guidance and stability to wrangle
Cereal filling bowls and the dog needing to piddle
Brought me out of my sludge putting habit to riddle
Releasing resistance to the drops in the shower
Over my core, my body, my personal power
Accepting something different I choose
Ideas of love, and self respect I peruse.
The sun is up it turns out after all
One step at a time, no more need to stall.
You can stand in your Self in complete dignity
Shine your light, beautiful, sincere for all to see.
My body estranged and confused before dressing.
No desire to rise and face the day
Only disgust with thoughts dense as clay.
One foot on the floor thanks to my angel
Praying for guidance and stability to wrangle
Cereal filling bowls and the dog needing to piddle
Brought me out of my sludge putting habit to riddle
Releasing resistance to the drops in the shower
Over my core, my body, my personal power
Accepting something different I choose
Ideas of love, and self respect I peruse.
The sun is up it turns out after all
One step at a time, no more need to stall.
You can stand in your Self in complete dignity
Shine your light, beautiful, sincere for all to see.
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