What if the promise Is not real, just another Raw deal, a failure? Waking up is complicated – Because things get smashed, broken, But when it is done There comes a welcome clarity; Reject what does not Serve, let compassion step up, Guide us each into what is.
The furrows inscribed Upon a person’s brow, tell Life stories somehow, Mention of the romantic Days, or loving gone astray. Beauty, it may not Seem, but experience gleaned Spends like precious coin When shared with those who follow Trying to avoid sorrow. We would not grow old, Having minds and strength slip past, Leaving us each day, A little frail, gaunt, less bright, As fading wildflowers tend. However, it is A gift seeing this time, fine, Victory, we stayed For the path was riddled With mines set to hinder ways. The lines resonate Each one proclaims a weight, debt, Bow to circumstance, Paid in hours spent, smiles, tears wept, Joy retained, love created.
Prompt Though we are more than numbers piling up, sometimes it is apt to reflect upon life seasons. Create something that tells the tale of days spent in verse, prose, drawing, painting, sculpture – whatever fits your gifted fancy.
Today I Am Thankful Alex and I went to Dairy Queen. Alex found Maui when he was lost. My muse took me out to see the view. I reminded Alex to get hand-trucks. I use Moleskine notebooks and pleasurable pens.
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Understanding is Difficult when all you feel Is magnified pain; Welcome to the fierce party Where the fight is to be real, heal. Put it all away The problem and scalding tears No illustration Is necessary because Everyone has scrabbled in The concoction made When one forgets to close those Cabinet doors written of In proper legend, The lore of continued Battles in ongoing war. No one becomes the victor, Only adept at disguise. Screams of despair Rise, rise into pallid skies Pain never fades, stops, But does not lie; it destroys Equally all of the time.
Prompt: Create something quickly, which seems you took considerable time. Try to engage all your creativity in limited moments.
Gratitude Today I was up to see Alex off. I finished up the magazine pages with the others. I took a nap. Alex made it to Jacksonville safely. I think I will complete this post in time.
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It may change nothing When I tell you, “I Love You,” But my heart bleeds true.
When death takes someone And shackles a living heart To lingering loss It is, and over-felt, cost, Touching the ones left alive.
I am the swift ghost Too quick for you to see past The things you condone.
Why is it I want The things I cannot obtain? Life remains worthwhile.
You gave me passion, A desire to chase after, Love left unobtained.
You always turn up, A memory I still keep, Troubling my sleep.
Is the gift given Something positively real, Or something I feel.
My dear, I do give… I wish I could somehow show You all your meaning.
Whatever we did matters; It taught us to create love Everywhere, every way, now.
It is no cheap thing, But an increasing need In the real world: LOVE!
Sad songs, puppy dogs, and pictures, To recall when you could not go on. Yet here you are, and the memories Are why you have the moment which Provides all the happiness you never Believed would be yours this time.
It is, forever shall it be, despite me. I am a minnow in a vast lake With no way to understand Everything outside of me. So many things try to swallow me. Life is brief; love is never free. My heart is a difficulty, It encompasses everyone with me.
Hitch a ride over Mountains, hang an anchor on A star; be, you are.
Today’s Prompt: Attempt some brief stream of consciousness works. Try to capture a feeling, encouragement, inspiration, or statement of the world as you see it.
Gratitude Today Alex and I had lunch at Buffalo Wild Wings. We hiked the trails at SCSP. I took photos I like with my friendly little camera. I wrote most of the above shorts in the middle of the morning/night. I wore my “Be Your Own Muse” sweatshirt, which is one of my favorites.
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A child grows beyond The imagination of A parent, success.
Don’t blame the rain For the renewed tears and pain, It is the season.
The song is a balm Making this life bearable, Keep the music on.
If I held your heart Would you let my love remain Despite everything, I am beset with fears, failures, But my heart is true to you.
Prompt: Create something or a series of things that are short but complete. There are no rules, except anything is acceptable. Do not try to be perfect; it is impossible; be talent on display.
Gratitude Today: My package came, not where they claimed. Journals YouTube Radical creative imagination Devices and books
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