Living Stories
Carried Too Long
Been there, done that, dare not go back!Allowing myself to misplace reality's grip.Dwelling yet again in the past, feeling dismay.Into the bottomless depths of darkness I slip.Why could life not have been a different way? Trying to regain clarity, not where I want to be.Descending to the abyss,...
Art Deco Sky
Wonders in the night sky.Red dog around the moon stars shine bright Darkness soon gone dawn bringing new light Dimness over taken as eyes adjust nearly Ears hearing sounds in the shadows clearly Babbling from the creek I walk beside Crunching leaves under foot every stride Sounds...
Know No Fear
Like dandelion seeds on the wind give them wingsDive into the depthsExperience the darkness belowRelease the air from your lungsWatch the bubbles riseFollow them to the surfaceEmbrace each new breath Flow with the currentsKnow your fearsLet them float away rejoiceWatch them pop and disappearLet go know...
Challenges
Things one knows, but still questions.I wonder sometimes, this day will I make it through?Will I have the strength to finish the tasks at hand? Challenges the universe has given me, I need to do.Why life can be so complicated, I do not understand? My mother always told me, take each day as it...
Summer to Remember
A boys summer vacation of learning.This was the summer of 1963.A vacation of change for me. I just a boy of sixteen, young and earthy.She an older lady, much more worldly. Lessons taught were very real and sensual.Often dreamed but most incomprehensible. Showing me much more of life was at...
Just Fine
A poem about doing fineI'm treading water in this river of time Sometimes I'm struggling, sometimes just fine I'm walking mountains in this world of mine Sometimes I'm falling, sometimes just fine I'm dreaming hopes in this sleep of mine Sometimes they're nightmares, sometimes...
Was It Enough?
Are They Going To Be Safe?She hated days like this. A hot, blustery northerly wind, temperature more uncomfortable than it needed to be. It reminded her of the days leading up to Black Saturday – Australia’s worst bushfire. She had never known fear like that before. It made her ve...
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To be
random words...seems like a thinking disorder.In a swarm of faces, I find me Standing alone wondering what is to be Closing my eyes to the time about to come Living the dreams inside my closed eyes numb Discovering that there is more outside than the darkness in me and waking up to the fact that the...