Persephone preens
impatient to climb the stair
to sunshine and air
I’m ready, too. The lengthening days tease me with the promise of green growing things.
Camus can have his endless summer; give me Spring.
Spring fever
27 Jan 2013 1 Comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, haiku, Poetry
63 Days & Counting
26 Jan 2013 1 Comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, follow your bliss, Poetry
my future rides the night wind
ruffles curtains, caresses skin
whispers promises at the edge of dream
leaving traces of something almost seen
I wrote this poem, long before this journey began in earnest. I
knew then, that I wasn’t following full time, my bliss. Pulled in so many directions by an exceptional (modern terminology for lots of problems) child. It was necessary to have the best job with great insurance and live in the best neighborhood with the best schools with special education programs. After that, a husband with cancer…I won’t belabor the point – I’m sure you get it and I’m not the only one that works the 8-5 and then some to provide for family.
knew then, that I wasn’t following full time, my bliss. Pulled in so many directions by an exceptional (modern terminology for lots of problems) child. It was necessary to have the best job with great insurance and live in the best neighborhood with the best schools with special education programs. After that, a husband with cancer…I won’t belabor the point – I’m sure you get it and I’m not the only one that works the 8-5 and then some to provide for family.Well those days are long gone and I somehow stayed in that rut.
No more. It is so time to move on.
I planned this once before (the poem above was written in 2007), but somehow I got sidetracked – not this time. I’m exploring the dreams that still whisper in my ear, and giving them form, so it is no longer ephemeral. I’m making ‘real’ plan for the real change that once ‘rode the night wind’.
64 Days & Counting
25 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, haiku, Poetry
here’s looking forward
never back to undone things
spring waits in the wings
I recently remarked that my Poetry e-book would be a ‘piece of cake’. It’s written I said, it’s just a matter of uploading and book.
Well no, such is not the case. While I continue to post poetry to my other Blog on a daily basis, it’s not posted by category.
So, I’ll be printing all my posts out and sorting them by categories such as nature, life lessons, etc. I also need to strip them of photographs and save them as text so I can upload to the e-book software I bought.
What a pain. Patience is not my forte, but I will follow through – I must.
We are immortal
21 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
I was there with the first myth makers and monks who made up your stories… -Rilke’s Book of Hours
I believe that’s true. We all were there then, before, and since. These 
bodies we don, through our seasons of evolution, are garments of varying size, color, style.
The universe, one song, goddess, gods, god’us, allah, yahweh, and many more names long forgotten through time out of mind live in each of us.
At our core, that thing called soul connects us with everything that is, was or ever will be. We, unlike our bodies, are immortal.
Where did the rabbit go?
19 Jan 2013 1 Comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
why and whither to
show me now that child’s eye view
someone put it out
I’ll take any clue
to reclaim that carelessly
lost gem from the wood
when the sun breaks through
its glimmer teases then clouds
hide my path again
The hunt begins
18 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
we laid the altar
lit fires gathered in circle
faced each direction
made the signs in air
cast words to the elements
the wild hunt begins
No longer tight in the bud
16 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
poet of no mean
proportion short-lived van gogh
of words bent to self
destruction on paths
to knowing raw pleasure love
parallel of hate
lips a line drawn thin
no resemblance to a mouth
dry laughter dying
pall not here at all
lids distort the sound of eye
winter’s brittle bones
break on siren’s rocks
desperate to leave the bud
finally blossom
Always questions
15 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
I moved soundlessly
yet ears perked at the gates swing
whooo whooo sounded near
who’s not the question
better to ask why instead
I’m not sure old one
yellow eyes took flight
winging up the small hillside
without wings I walked
No smooth stone
14 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
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no smooth stone I am
hewn from deep crags all edges
one rough diamond
Childish questions
13 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
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far away and long
ago there’s a child I used
to know with wide eyes
asking why inside
not out loud but just the same
why we live why die
Perle Champion 