Unveiled

Hearts across forever
Dreaming of the times being
Together were ours;
How we never considered
Separation would break us.
Distant now apart,
There is no recapturing –
What we held, again,
We wonder how the moments
Could pass so quickly away.
How could we gain one
Another, then have it all
Stolen from our days?
Death a cruel stranger passing
Silently into dreams, we made.
Against this horrid taking
The cries arise at night
And with the day bright light,
No relief, no rest, no forgetfulness;
Only emptiness, dreadful space
Where our lives joined in
A multitude of beautiful ways.
Living now so shallow, constant shadow,
Where joy once kept the pain at bay.
Nevermore, nevermore, whatever
Hope remains, there must be readiness
To accept love’s willingness to invade
Reanimating the heart, dismissing the shade.
A moment, an hour, a day, time ever
Continues and life we must living partake
Love surrounds us for God never forsakes;
We, one another have, to inspire our
Ongoing from this present to futures
Our constant choices describe, make.

Pondering Extremities…

Somehow, sometime, there
Is a chance of change, to be,
When happy becomes,
Taking over history;
Love, money, all the little things.
The smiles wild blasting
Able to overcome all
The mosquito troubles,
Discounted into oblivion;
Until they, undead, rise again.
I look, for once, at you,
Wondering, could we be real
Becoming something more
Than beneficial friends?
Remembering how I fail,
Time and time, always again;
I turn myself around,
Expecting to walk – because
I cannot survive another breaking –
Of my oft shattered, tattered, torn heart;
But this time, maybe, one time,
My dice roll different numbers;
The soul of love knows the game,
Infinitely well, it gathers and tells.
Your hand brushes my shoulder,
My leaving, I hesitate, wait,
You softly whisper, “Will you stay?”
Going no longer seems
The needful thing to do
I get a hopeful glimpse
Of what might happen if
I chose to embrace my dreams.
Life evolves from complication,
To a rising sense of simplicity
And living all on my own
Becomes a rumor overwritten
By secret looks, shared music, laughter,
Bathed in acceptance and respect,
Growing perhaps into love beyond
What mortal life can measure,
Something captured on the intake
And outflow of every blessed breath.

You did not have to
Be the who you have become,
But I am happy
You are precisely who you
Are, and claim yourself to be.

Thank you for visiting, please follow Haphazard Creative, or in your rambling find your way back here again. I hope you have a blissful weekend with plenty of time for creation, both the making of things and enjoying the gifts God so generously shared with us.

As a prompt, pick something dear and create about it. You may choose to share or keep it to yourself. You are the one in charge of how you interact with this reality.

I did something rare overnight. I watched an episode of one of my guilty pleasures. I had not done that since February. Maybe one day I will catch up the show.

MEND & MAKE

Love is NOT
For cowards,
Nor those who THINK
It always fine.
LOVE can be
Rough & nasty
If one EXPECTS of
It TOO much.
It is a give & take,
MEND & MAKE,
Sometimes, at the START
It is OVER – DONE,
Others, in the END, it
Turns around, BEGINS.

Love is a pleasure
BEYOND understanding,
A PAIN which
Devastates heart & soul.
When we find it
We are MOST fortunate,
Upon losing love, we
DISSOLVE in gusts of emotion.
It is forever SOUGHT,
Beyond every price,
Love cannot be BOUGHT
But is FREELY given.
Its COST the entrance FEE
To the wonder of Heaven,
Its LOSS a sorrowful
Sword wound, mortally felt.
We all ASPIRE to gift in love
The BEST of who we can be, are,
And share each PRECIOUS hour
In making BETTER all the rest.

Sometimes I write in my journal to get the words down, and then all the formatting changes when I bring it to text. Also, I work out words and add clarifications that were missing. For me, typing work has always been another creative phase.

I wonder, is it like that for you? What is your process? If you need a prompt, you could create work that illustrates your process.

I am taking a home day today, without going anywhere. Going out is so exhausting, and I require the nurture of my space. I do find that since I have been in so much isolation, interacting with people is ever more precious and delightful.

I am almost over my tantrum about the Block Editor. Still, I am far from fond of it, but this is mine, and I will keep going.

I include the journal draft, just because! I did so much with this; it seems to me it might be worth you seeing. I usually edit much less. I have often thought of myself as a one-off poet – Times change. I love to play with spacing and line breaks. Type fascinates me.

I think I have been irascible this week because I had both the flu and initial Zoster shingles shots last week and have felt, not entirely myself. Exhaustion has wreaked havoc on me, because I am almost always a go, go, do, do, do person as far as energy.

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Do You Haiku?

Love, like the moment
When first, our desire, is seen;
Consummates the dream.

*****

Every touch engulfs
My whole being in such joy,
Sensation floods me.

*****

Nothing works always
Things break, misfire, and go wrong,
But love survives pain.

*****

Remember the love
We shared was more important
Than anything earned.

*****

Giving your heart, love,
Away is the only freedom
No one can withdraw.

*****

Our names do remain
Despite all traumatic change,
Nothing else the same.

*****

The poem we write
Is sometimes all that holds heart,
Soul, whole together.

*****

What you most ignore,
Terribly deplore may show
Up, right at your door.

*****

Migraines can derange
With their all-consuming pain,
Play that song again.

*****

You do not know what
May be or how or when, but
You must try again.

*****

Rain peppers the roof,
Me, dry, safe, comfy, aloof,
Aware life invades.

*****

As a prompt, try your hand at haiku. They are a little blast from wherever to whoever.

This very well may be my last entry. I have to find an alternative to WordPress because of the Block Editor. It does not meet my needs. I am very frustrated right now. Nothing I am familiar with works.

Currents

I remember a time when you could have a difference of opinion over most anything, but still remain friends. It seems our world has degenerated to the point that many people are in opposition to others always.

I thought what you did in the ballot box was between you, the machine, and your conscience. Your religious views were between you and God so long as you were respectful of others. Of course, there was an element of proselytizing, but it was not forced, faith was shared in a spirit of love. A sense of judging was ruled out by scripture. What you did in private, unless it negatively affected others, was your business.

I worry that the change I see is not for the better. If one believes in climate change and another does not, sometimes years of relationship is destroyed. There is a factor of humanity in us having differing abilities, opinions, and thoughts. I would hazard to say it is why we, as a species, have been successful and retained our superior position in the hierarchy of life.

I hope each of you will consider employing empathy in the coming days because even more divisive times may be in our futures. A thing I try to remember is, if I act or speak kindly, I am less likely to cause permanent damage to my relationship with another or even avoid causing harm to them in some way.

Living life as 2020 has shown us, does not always run according to plans, and disaster can bring out the beastly side of some. I shall continue to attempt to stand up for love and caring. I understand it is a struggle at times, but we are masters of ourselves. When we careen without control, we must rein in our distasteful temper.

Take care of yourself in this stressful season. You can better relate to others if you have adequate self-care. Find ways to relax and enjoy simple pleasures that appeal to you. Do not hesitate to talk to someone or seek professional help if negative feelings and depression are becoming overwhelming.

This year has served us challenging times, we should pull together to make sure we all make it through whatever lies ahead.

I hope you are well and finding some joy, however you choose. Love and prayers go out to you all.

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Everywhere we go
There are tales of fear and woe,
But love still, we show.