Lynn

June 29, 2018 at 11:42 pm (Poems) (, , , , )

So sad to learn, today,
A friend has passed away
Her generosity
was limitless and free.

So much was in the sandwich
She bought to class one day
A present for this teacher,
Who loved her quirky way.

So sad to find her absent
When she was always here
Exuding bubbly humour
Which got us through that year.

So many fates were twisting
Our children grew and changed
Relationships departed
But our friendship remained.

So long, my favourite student
You’ve graduated now
The Alumni of the heavens
Will welcome you – and how!

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Half a Pace

June 29, 2018 at 10:40 am (Poems) (, , , , )

Must all in nature
cut corners? Keeling over:
losing its balance?

Food killed and left
Tears shed in destroyed cities
Compassion undone?

Slow down half a pace
What will I do with this day,
that is of value?

Looking around us:
Always something we can find
to make the world smile.

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Dance with me

June 28, 2018 at 9:55 am (Poems) (, , , , )

When I do crazy things
You don’t have to know my reasons.
I could have lost my way,
Or, maybe I have found another,
Which you find hard to fathom.

When we were children
You wanted to be my friend
Because I saw things you wanted to see, but couldn’t.
So I would lead you, blind, but happy,
Through the realms of imagination.

You moved on, but I still live here:
It is no less appealing,
So dance with me, if you wish.

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Water

June 21, 2018 at 10:41 am (Poems) (, , , )

liquid
shifting & snagging
creating & ruining
simultaneously approaching & leaving
directional & meandering
lifting, caressing, drifting
distracted, focussed & eager
coating, cleansing & clearing
one & everything
out of nowhere, everywhere
never-ending
carving routes to another place.

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Pressure

June 19, 2018 at 8:06 am (Poems) (, , , )

Girls with thick lashes
Kissing boys with moustaches
Rocky relations
Under trowels of foundation
Beautiful children, insecure and afraid
Hiding behind expectations we made.

When the fear bites
When the tears sting
When they’ve tried too hard
They simply remember we asked them to fly
and then they don’t feel …

and we wonder why.

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You know what?

June 13, 2018 at 7:43 am (Poems) (, , , )

You know what?
Stop sour-graping at your
counterparts, like an overipe extra,
in a soap opera market place.

You know what?
Stop being a bad potato.
There’s a famine going on
in our front rooms.
We are being stacked against
each other and it isn’t
looking good for our shelf life.

You know what?
You know what?
The stress word is a
construct, to make us
think we are faulty goods.

And while we are rotting
on life’s shop floor,
they laugh at us,
like gods in a supermarket.

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Bathing in Motherhood

June 11, 2018 at 6:43 pm (Poems) (, , , )

Lying in shallows

Letting waves wash over her

pregnant young body.

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Being as I am

June 8, 2018 at 9:03 am (Poems) (, , )

Not a crime, but part of my female self–physical creation,
My own core, surviving.
A learned definition, but a new thing:
Green and unique.

In the heart, like music, I notice it,
almost subconsciously.
Now, a space filled and present.
Linger, watch, see. My time – quiet.

Love this person with less and more,
Pay attention.
I flow through space with ease,
Sometimes connected,
And trust the future will be rich and sweet.

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Amazing Mind

June 7, 2018 at 7:33 am (Poems) (, , , , , )

Let’s build a fine universe, a beautiful mindfulness
A mind we can live in, a mind to create with
With thought we’ll find values, with care we’ll discover
Discover our mentors, discover our questions
Questions wait out there and questions bring troubled thought
Thought bringing change about, change not intended
Requiring dedication, grit and determination
Unending participation, extreme ingenuity
Ingenuity walks clever, finds a path through the darkest dark
Though dark thoughts may surround us, dark tendrils confound us
we can be our own physician, breaking hard but then mending well
Well is a way through, wellness our freedom
Freedom would evade us, freedom from bigotry
Bigotry stains our universe, bigotry limits us,
But limits are dry stone, limits are but high walls
And walls are surmountable, walls can be clambered.
Let’s climb with our brave hearts, climb with our strong minds
Mindful, sure footed, soulful and well-equipped
Equipped for the long haul, equipped now to lead and share
– Our universe is an amazing mind.

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Tide

June 4, 2018 at 11:17 pm (Poems) (, , )

Deep friendships sundered,

Snagged and pulled under by life:

Now resurfacing.

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