Unsettling

Too much, all too soon,
Yet, just exactly what is
Needed, less than is
Properly wanted to fill
A heart, broken and remade.

Giving the last ounce
Then finding the well still full
Love overflowing goes
But answers are ungiven,
Wonders often blissful grow.

Power unsettles
The expectation of who
We may finally
Become when embraced, taken
Near the heart’s loving center.

The future, forward
Like a hidden legacy,
Wrapping lives into
Togetherness unforeseen,
Unsettling obstinacy.

An unselfish gift
Still returns, rebounds, resounds
To bring happiness
Which fills deserted spaces
Uplifts reality.

In the middle of
A life fully out of sync
Creativity
With its sweet gift of loving
May make the movements complete.

Too much, all too soon,
Yet, just exactly what is
Needed, less than is
Probably wanted to fill
A heart, broken, then recast.

The Wednesday Prompt 521 at Poetic Asides, I think, the website is redone, is an “Unsettled” poem. This poem is a series of Tanka joined.

Today has been a nerve-wracking day because someone got into my bank account. I decided I did not wish to do that unsettled. When your life depends on numbers when someone messes with it, it is spooky.

I hope you enjoy my little poem. If you like what you find here, look around a bit, and if you choose, follow the site, or return when you may.

Instance

Years alone, alive,
Love kept, embers flame, survive,
For someone needs gifts
Stored waiting heart, soul, spirit
Within never give up, thrive,
Survive.
When truth becomes known
Deep feelings unbound, uphold
Life continues on
Survive,
Sharing, caring, giving, be –
Becoming love over again,
Growing into whoever
Must needs exist to protect
Life in love that we survive.

“Survive” was the prompt on Prompted Positive Poetry, a Facebook Group today. I hope all are well and creating.

Also Remembered

We learn frequently
We are more than blood, bone, flesh,
Connected in time
Mind, soul, spirit, beyond space
Transcending any physical place.
We are bound closer
Than we expect to each other,
Yet stand independent
In various mysterious ways,
Only sharing portions safe.
When we open hearts
Letting love, loving begin
We join with the glue
Of creativity, tend
To our becoming again.
We are green as pines
Whistling in the singing winds
Bending unbroken
Carrying love forever
Building ourselves permanently.
Like lilies, we dance
Then in a vase, settled place,
We find we are made
Just a while to tremble life
With uncaged love in free hearts.

Thoughts in Forms

Love is the magic
In everything we carry
Within our minds, souls,
It is out beyond control
Making us all we can be.
.
Staying up all night

Is much more enjoyable

In good company.

Love, like stars, is forged

Beyond any influence

We can ever guide.

Sometimes we must wait

Until the spectacular

Happens for our joy.

The dearest sweetest

Things in our lives cannot be

Measured by money.
.
Waiting forever
Then from nowhere, everywhere,
Sudden it arrives,
All recognizing it was
How, why, what, survival brought.
.
Inside, outside, time
It all drifts distant away
Here, there, everywhere
Not as we are, as we wish
Dreaming, creativity.
.

I am grateful for friendship, creativity, reading, writing, love, life, everything, and everyone in life.

These are independent tanka and haiku. My doodle jottings. I hope all are doing well. I encourage you to exercise your creativity. Thank you for spending time with me. There is a follow button or come back when the notion hits you.

Out of the Wild

In our hands only
Time, these hours, given to spend
We together un-
Lonely, choosing moments now
Will destiny freely allow
These feelings a root?
Life substance to flourish like
A flower, wild, fair
Under a forever sky
Untended, cultivated
By nature’s duty,
A generation of fate
Rising destiny
Becoming, flowing toward
The greatness of love for all.

I am writing away from home this evening, but the music seemed to create a need to get this down.

If you need a prompt, start with the word passion and see where it leads you. Create a work that represents your discovery.

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May life visit you with your fondest dreams, and may you never be persuaded to give up on the best of everything.