Posted in Musings and Reflections

When Suddenly I Am Left Adrift

upon these roiling
seas of uncertainty
distanced from loved ones
whose choices give rise
to the screaming wind

my voice is a whisper
drowned out by the past
raw from its shouting
unheeded unheard

in the distance
there is a light
an offering of grace
a kind of letting go
where the storm abates

my little boat
sails beneath the lee
and i find i have
somehow entered
again into
the silence

Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

The Bloom

once
long ago
i reached
for a lovely
bloom
when
suddenly
there
before me
a pollinator
flew
and i
thinking of
life and
love
withdrew
my hand
leaving the
flower
to give
sustenance
to many
more visitors
than i
in the time
and place
where it
so simply
and beautifully
grew

Posted in Musings and Reflections

Awake, O Sleeper

I arise from another nightmare
to gray skies and rain,
struggling to understand
the strange synapses
in my brain.

What a relief it is to awaken
and find that what was taken
still remains.

Though perhaps I am mistaken
and that which I thought I lost
needs to be forsaken
to make room for a
different refrain.

Have I become so encumbered
to certain things
that they are now numbered
in my dreams?

I know not
only that the difference
between waking and slumber
is often not as clear
as it seems.

Posted in Songs and Spoken Word

Monday Monday (On Saturday) Song 69 – NumbSkull

I spend so much time in my head.
Some of my thoughts would be better off dead.
I need to concentrate on love instead.
I think I saw that somewhere in a book I read.

Numbskull,
Numbskull,
Deaf, blind, and dumb skull.
I have had an ether full, Numbskull.

Captured by my frozen brain,
I can no longer feel the pain
of a world that has gone insane,
washed away by a winter rain.

Numbskull,
Numbskull,
Deaf, blind, and dumb skull.
I have had an ether full, Numbskull.

The sun came out in my head today.
It chased the hate and fear away.
I saw you hurting, I began to pray
and love came out to play.

Love came out of my heart to play…. The sun melted the hate and fear away…. My numbskull went away…. I can feel, I can feel again, I can feel you again today….

Posted in PEACE GROOVES, The Sunday Driver: Life in the Slow Lane

Release

oh the stuff i collect
like a storm washed beach
refuse from the everyday

until i am so weighed down
i do not realize that i
am or that i don’t need to be

reflection like the rising
sun above the waters
brings these pieces to light and i can begin to
let them go

the gentle waves will clear my broken shores
if i but open my heart
to listen

the palms carress the sky
the shadows begin their rise
in the distance
a ship vanishes into the
light of the morning

Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

Release

somewhere
in the night
the strands fell away
the day is gray
but somehow
I am lighter
at the core
clarifying hope
that renewed
connection
awaits

Posted in Prayers and the Sacred

Neck Up Paralysis

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This “neck-UP paralysis” needs to end, my body going through the motions separate from a frozen brain.

O for a sun warm enough to melt these capillaries!
To release the icy squeeze of old habits.

I, jerking manequin with a popsicle head, becoming warm and whole again.

Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

Flaming

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in the light of dawn the tears of yesterday seem distant outside the leaves crackle in the cold flaming in colors of fire before burning into brown the beauty of anger is a tempting thing but it too must fade barren branches better to receive the rest of winter and the hope of spring

Posted in Prayers and the Sacred

Clench

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Holding
onto
anger
leaves
one
with
very
little
else
to
hold
on
to.