Farewell (for now)

G'ma and IGrandma & I; RIP, Peg Dorey

always too soon, even when right
time runs out despite our best denial
amidst feeling cheated, reason unable to reign
made incomplete by loss yet more complete for knowing her

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“We should all have one person who knows how to bless us despite the evidence, Grandmother was that person to me.” — Phyllis Theroux

this poem, written as I dealt with the loss overnight, was used beautifully by my Hunny; “Blessed

Winter of the Soul

Tree alone against a Winter white landscape

soul at rest
dormant needs

daring forward
shadowy reminder

buried hopes
kept safe but distant

fallow within
tilled by experience

windswept moorings
memories left scattered

existence sapped
remnants of identity

Winter’s vagaries
change one’s state –
not being

storms encircle
doubtbursts reign

treading water
buoyancy wanes

saturated vistas
gathering fog

obscured vision

palpable darkness
hopes, fears; indistinguishable

the been-all and end-all

Winter’s victims
don’t choose to be affected –
only how

frozen in place
painfully suppressed

seeking refuge
under the weather

disrupted pathways
actualities in flux

insufficiency strikes
thunder stolen

at a loss
functionality eroded

damaged goods
battered by circumstance

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If we are to survive long enough to yet thrive, a passing state of being cannot become a statement of being. We must instead weather it, 😉 remembering there are mighty Springs below the harshest Winters.

Tree with Winter aesthetic by Gerd Altmann on pixabay

My Companion

Placating My Thoughts

Far from loved but neither hated
Uninvited yet always present
Undeserved is only a concept
Life deals in balance not fairness

Inescapable thus simply endured
Active evasion left too much lost
Actual participation ever a must
Fate played this hand regardless

More damage done when avoided
Even when no cause, an effect
Every experience now suspect
Destiny is possibility not progress

Although affected, never defined
Imposed limitations fight intent
Impacted by pain but persistent
Karma offers enough over excess

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Placating My Thoughts by Demetrios Varoumas on Flickr™

Cult of Connection

The Millennium Simulation

from words we weave
our tête-à-tête tapestry
as music melds us amidst
the proffered prose & poems

randomly relating
thru coveted candor
encouraged expression
and intersecting intentions

in the acceptance of artistry
a foundation of friendship’s born
souls soar when hearts hold love lent
the cult of connection is complete.. as are we

this is dedicated to my fellow artisans

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“The Millennium Simulation” by Rich Murray on Flickr™

The Dance of Expression

lit candle

As a candle’s light dances against darkness,
my actions play upon the image I portray.

Choreographed by circumstance,
purpose provides the wick.

The shape of my character is the sculpted wax,
fostering the flame.

Rising above reaction,
I become an inextinguishable candle.

Self is the shadow expression illuminates.

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“Candle” by * mario * on Flickr™


Bonfire on the beach

Twenty-two years ago tonight
Cosmos glimpsed beside a bonfire
A decision made, never to be undone
Change does come with time.. or should
Shifts & nuances pass as conclusions remain
Doubt everything, trust no-one yet truth’s salient
Hesitance set aside that night on the beach
Life not only claimed but purposefully
Each choice unique to the maker
Free to explore once grounded
Seeing beyond myself; open
Possibilities lead full circle
Chaos that lends control

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“Bonfire on the beach” by SchultzLabs on Flickr™

Waiting is..

Like the ebb and flow of tides. No one can do anything to change them. When it is time to wait, you must wait. - Haruki Murakami​

As with all nature, we must evolve or stagnate.
Evolution is but the ebb and flow of change.
The give & take of growth is not part for part.
We cannot trade ourselves in without denying who we are.
All that we ever are forms the foundation for who we will be.
Becoming is a journey born of natural selection.

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📷 Picture Quote by BK / original photo by Unsplash (Free-Photos)

A Gift of Family

wide shot of an orange sunset over the oceanSunset the Second, taken by Joel

Last Saturday was not only my youngest sib, Joel’s, birthday but Momma’s 33rd Anniversary thus this post is meant as a gift to her also. Upon going into labor during an anniversary lunch with her husband, Momma tried to give Joel his own day but, generous from the start, he clearly didn’t mind sharing and was born six minutes til midnight.

He’s still generous, sharing new perspectives through computer designs and photography – especially the latter, as expressed in this poem about him:

beauty found in all
whether captured or enhanced
then offered anew

nature always sought
by foot or via the lens
explored and exposed

his kindness of heart
touches those surrounding him
informs all he does

laughter ever near
his wicked sense of humor
readily brought out

once a kissing bug
always a loving spirit
now he’s a hugger

born as if a gift
anniversary surprise
still giving each day

Misty Moon: HDR Rendering of the view from the deck of my parents place in Cobb, CA.Misty Moon, taken by Joel

PS: Happy Anniversary, Momma & David!

mountain adventures;
hiking, camping, barbeque,
through moments of love

your thirty-three years
provided a family
brothers I’d not have

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📷 “Sunset the Second” by dygerati / “Misty Moon” by dygerati


Haiku Friday

once my customer
smile always at the ready
kindness unending

friendship as action
ultimate encouragement
unworthy but blessed

fulfillment restored
expression now invited
follow-thru as thanx

consistently possible
disconnect ended

so much yet to do
far more behind than I knew
slowly catching up

a far-reaching existence
extension of self

acting on my terms
pain dictating no more
interaction mine

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Once again having fun with the Americanized “haiku” 5-7-5 form, this time I was celebrating the gift of a used laptop. I’d been sharing my Hunny’s comp so, between the limitations of my chronic illnesses and continually awaiting my turn, I felt particularly isolated.

Sofa King Good

Haiku Friday

seemingly simple
missed comfort and convenience
found in a sofa

to sit, to stretch out
wonderful enough but add
pillows all about

amazing feeling
softness I had forgotten
lying on a bed

so encompassing
body pillow put to shame
surrounded by down

sitting up in bed
more than a luxury now
a rare treat it is

as I’m lying here
so soon again to lie there
painfully aware

not that time’s finite
nor how short a time it’s been
but that this must end

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This is not true haiku as the 5-7-5 format does not a haiku make; alas, it can nonetheless be fun & that’s precisely what this was – a bit of fun. As with all poetry though, even silly poetry, it also encapsulates a specific state of mind. In this case, what it felt like to visit a hotel overnight when such luxuries as furniture are not present at home.

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