the bane of my life

cheer up
you
hurt bones

look up
sad eyes

come together
stretch

go deep
into that ocean
of a soul
so long
lost
gone

farewell
half smile

welcome
that heart
between
 my lips

In The Garden

Bee,

Cute, neat

Have a look at me

And transmit

The power within

Both

You and I

Fly in

Fly away...

Grass,

Soft, sweet

Stand on my feet

So that I feel

Heaven is underneath

Step in

Step out…

Breeze,

Calm, breezy, brassy

Fondling my skin

So that I get lost

Eyes closed

And believe

In

Inner

This ally

I’m gonna keep.

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Image: One Moment in Time’ Photographic Print by Kira Bodensted (bdazzled)

 

devotion

I cannot take this lightly.
.

That menacing storm

On the horizon

Quoting my wisdom

Mist caressing the mountains

   Blessing my existence

And presumption

Trust and devotion

Return with that love

Bitter becomes sweeter

More and more

Rather than less and less

Consoling the soul.

I thrive on your words

Of delight

And in your kiss

   Your rest

   Your whisper

The former mess

Now

   so neat.

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Image: I’ll Catch You if You Fall,  by Ina Mar

THE TIME BEING …

Don't Tell Me I'm A Dreamer by myoriginalsin

It’s just a matter of choice,

How awesome the sight of you,

Any vivid feeling of you.

I turn and there you are.

If I don’t

You are there too, but,

Unaware-

This is blindness, madness,

Lack of common sense.

Just undergoing your intrinsic aim

makes this my world trustworthy…

It is anyone or anything

Any drop of rain.

The far away stars.

The smell of the wind.

The flavour of my chocolate biscuits

It’s the time I’ve lived,

All the years I’ve suffered

All I’ve enjoyed.

It’s my Brother’s loss.

A simple smile from an unknown.

All the efforts from the handicapped.

It’s the Sun, the Moon, the Sea…

It’s Mother Nature and

The incomprehensible outer space.

My plants,  as they grow.

My loneliness,  as it easily flows.

Every candle I light.

I turn to wish this luminosity

was my eternal companion.

It’s God,

Everything between

Myself and Death.

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On Sweetness & Madness

Before I’m sent to a madhouse,
I must enjoy my madness.

Before another man fills me up
with bitterness and deceitfulness,

I’ll make the best
of all this sweetness
which sprouts everywhere.

Before joy becomes corruptness,
let’s have more
of that freeness,
that frankness,
that absurdness.

Before agedness seizes me all over,
I promise to commit myself to yet
more girlishness,
more laziness,
more sexiness…

Before I am overcome
by any type of dullness,
I’ll keep on
with my drunkenness,
my positiveness,
my sublimeness…

Before it’s too late,
and that might be right tomorrow,
I’m going to lean on
more cheerfulness,
wiseness,
uniqueness,
absoluteness.

Hummm...

....This eagerness

Of mine…

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I'm taking part in One Shot Wednesday

Teaching Religion...

Our conversations when too deep

Do not take long

But a bit of it you want to learn

You already know about Neptune

And to him you talk and plead

When big waves come for you

By the beach…

Mars of war

Apollo of music

Diana of the hunt

Aphrodite of love...

And you ask

Mum, who is the god of the ghosts?

No idea

Ghosts as these gods, hun

Are just myths you know?

Of course there is only one real one

Is that right?

So I must hold on to the idea

And answer back

With a positive ‘yes’

Trying not to let him see

That the One is that Old man

Up in the sky with long white hair and beard…

Observing how you behave.

I say God, the One

Is the best and most beautiful

There is in me and in you…

And as I state so

I am astounded by this late discovery

And I get to understand all that stuff

About the soul, the spirit

Higher, inner-power...

That is,

Real Love.

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My Friend…

These thoughts of mine

Crying for expression

Getting them out

And into my head, again.

I long for that perpetual

Quietness of the heart

For having no trouble

Never be fretted or vexed

Or irritated.

Or dare wonder to nothing

Which is done to me

Or feel nothing against my person

Need to be at rest…

When nobody praises me

Or even

When blamed or despised

By those walking lost souls…

So I forgive and let go…

Nearer now I find

That blessed home in myself

Where I can shut the door

And be in secret

At peace

As in a deep sea of calmness

Letting be this

My eternal truth

My friend…

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Adapted from words written in a plaque kept on Dr Bob's desk... Author unknown.