Bruised souls
Shattered earth
Beneath us lies
the old world
but a new door beckons
a new door opens
and who knows
we may return
To the way things were
or to new beginnings
but the greatest chance
is through the door
The path outside
a step unknown
leaving crumbs
to follow home
Hollow in here
echoes dance
follow your heart
your only chance
The only way back
is letting go
so through the door
this way go
Whichever road
I’m not alone
My soul still grows
This I know
Walking home
Emotions down
I’m buried deep
You lead me out
Avenue’s abyss
Bypassing rifts
No longer scared
I’m prepared
For what comes next
Of what’s ahead
The old roadblocks
Stepping stones
The detours now
Are growing cold
Seek the warmth
This I know
Heed the light
Leading home
Metal battered
Crushed and shattered
The earth’s embrace
Upon your face
No memory of
Your prior events
But now you’re given
A second chance
You see the world
Through childlike eyes
Vibrant view
A butterfly
Fate collided into you
Brought you clarity
Your soul anew
In this life
You are not done
A second chance
Your way comes
For my mom who’s been blessed with a second chance this week.
Every day is gift!
Somewhere in the world
there’s someone just for me
Somewhere out there
my soul’s twin
thinks of me
I bet he watches the stars
from his back
against the grass
pulling tranquility down
deep inside his chest
Under his celestial umbrella
he lies in harmony with the night
his pulse a soft drum
somewhat like a whisper
or a sigh
I should think
he listens relaxed
while coyotes serenade
He listens to them fondly
as his breath fades away
As he lies awake
the night belongs to him
It is my hope
he is wondering
if I too
shall exists
I do, I do exists
I watch your stars too
I soak in the night
in harmony with the moon
Come find me
my soul’s twin
before the night has passed
I am counting our stars
with my back against the grass
My dreams take on life
imaginings divine
delusions
fantasies
grandeur desire
wishful thinking
my mind making fire
burning down walls
between reality
and dream
through the embers
rearranged
hopeful visions arise
fanning the flames
images scattered
tattered over time
floating upward an onward
toward my castle
in the sky
Okay, I am still pretty new to blogging, and I have recently been gifted two awards from the lovely Brenda over at http://friendlyfairytales.com/
I hope I’m doing this right. And sorry, I have taken so long to display the awards. I had some unforseen circumstances pop up, and I wanted
to give this my full attention.
The two awards are:
and:
I think I’m also supposed to answer a few questions I found on Brenda’s site.
so here goes…..
1. What makes you smile? God, My family, My friends, My dogs, and ice cream
2. What makes you sad? Homeless pets
3. What motivates you? ice cream:)
4. How would you describe your personality? Easy going, sometimes shy
5. What do you least enjoy doing in life? Taking my car to the body shop:(
6. What is your favorite song? I have plenty, but I guess I’ll name just one: Demons, by Imagine Dragons
7. What is your favorite quote and why? I don’t usually retain quotes so I’m going to quote a movie line: And now we are Free. I will see you again… but not yet… Not yet! It’s from Gladiator, and I like it because it speaks of the afterlife.
8. How do you relax? Writing, hiking with my camera or watching a good movie
9. What is your favorite food? Ice cream:)
10. Why do you blog? I love to write and I love the WordPress community
So thank you, Brenda, for thinking of me. I enjoy your fairytales, poetry, pics, and the new videos you have begun posting. Hope to see many more:)
For now
we cannot be
but a part of you
will continue with me
As long as I breathe
and I am on this Earth
your part
will steer me true
guide me through
this loud, hazy world
Your part, a beacon
radiance among the dark
My loneliness
shifting
to featherlike dawn
On my own
but never alone
a part of me
continues to grow
The part of me
you still hold
and the part of you
that carries on
Her beauty
broken
butterfly distressed
crushed by life
doesn’t know
who she is
cannot deny
demons’ entice
devils withhold
truths untold
inside it’s war
she grows cold
She hides behind
her innocent smiles
no one the wiser
but she finds herself
wrapping up her soul
in counterfeit framework
She lies to herself
she lies to her friends
she lies to God
when she pretends
she’s under control
her demons trained
she can make things right
on any given day
Anytime she wants
atonement, amends
absolved of her wrongs
washed of her sins
but she relies
on too many tomorrows
for giving sins away
and too easily, she forgets
a girl may run out
having spent all her yesterdays
Wakeup foolish girl
wakeup
before it’s too late
morning has begun
would be a shame
for a girl to sleep in
on her last rising sun
Pieces of Gravity 