Tag: Happiness

The Choice

A fork in the road

_____________________

One beaten by low blows to myself

That showed me second choices

Aren’t that bad

When you can teach

The future

Even if you end up

Used, not working,

And without experience

Except pleasing your audience of one.

_____________________

The other path has sunlight streaming

Through forested windows

In trees as tall as my hopes-

The future

I always dreamed I’d have

Of big cities

And even bigger success

Lies at the end of the path

A prize to be taken

For taking myself seriously.

_____________________

And yet,

I’d still rather take the path

Filled with second chances.

A Glance at the Stars

A glance at the stars in the

Middle of the city,

And the sky is shining brighter

Than I remember-

I suddenly feel so small.

________________________

A glance at the stars while we

Play outside at night;

Nothing to guide us home

Except their light,

Feeling protected in their presence.

________________________

A glance at the stars on the

Night we met

Their grace instilling hope.

I smile up at the sky,

Knowing they’re smiling back.

________________________

A glance at the stars with a

Heavy heart and the ghosts of tears

On my face. I can’t see you

But I feel you, wherever you are,

Comforting me like you always have.

Crafty Child

Bright-eyed young girl,
Curious and crafty,
Let’s start a project and learn to crochet.

Tiring quickly,
She abandoned the lesson.
She couldn’t see past the first stitch-
Obsessed with chains, with growing taller,
The neverending line of connection
So easily unfurled.

Chains, chains, chains.
Chains everywhere and every day.
Quickly and carefully created by this crafty girl
And unraveled even faster,
The impermanence of childhood
Displayed through her repetitive ritual.

She lost interest as quickly
As any other once-inspired child,
And many years without crocheted chains passed
Before a spark of inspiration woke her from her daze.

Timid hands picked up threadbare yarn, dusted with age.
Fingers moved as if possessed,
Creating chains came so easily
And her inner child was elated by the familiarity
Of her once daily routine.

The desire to unwind, to unfurl
Pulled so strong within her,
But the necessity
To create, to give life, to build something that matters
Overcame all else.

She kept making chains.
She made chains and then kept working.
She kept building on the foundation
To create something strong
Something useful
Something beautiful for herself.
For herself, she kept creating.

Change

Coming to terms with

How fucked the world is

Assures a trend.

Never give up hope for

Good. It is everywhere-

Everything.

 

In search of utopia, humanity

Strives for perfection, not harmony.

 

Feeding egos and wallets is

Only superficial and temporary. We need

Respect for humanity and our home.

 

The fate of our

Homes lies in the hands of

Everyone.

 

Be the change your

Eyes desire to see.

Seek greatness for you and your home.

The future is ours to make or break.

 

Donate

Please consider making a donation to support more great content. Any donation is greatly appreciated!

$5.00

Ocean Waves, Part 1

I yearn to be in your presence,

Feel the warmth you provide

Just from being near.

 

Cleanse my soul

While I drink in your essence

Upon my return

And soak you in.

 

I promise to visit soon

And we’ll converse

In our own language-

A code

Made up

Of whispers and secrets-

I’ll tell you of all my travels

And listen to your tales

Of everything you’ve witnessed

From around the world.

 

I can’t wait to see you again…

I’ll catch a glimpse of you in the distance

And you’ll wave,

Just like you always do,

Welcoming me home.

 

Donate

Please consider making a donation to support more great content. Any donation is greatly appreciated!

$5.00

Warmth

You are irresistible with

Those thoughtful eyes

That shadowed smile

And the way you say

“I love you.”

A treat.

Comfort.

I’m drinking you in

Like a warm mug

Of lightly sweetened tea

On a cold winter day.

Cuddle up with me

Like a weighted blanket.

Warm my body

My mind

And my soul.

Donate

Please consider making a donation to support more great content. Any donation is greatly appreciated!

$5.00

Wanting To Be Alone

I’m holding on to you,

My dear,

I’ll never let you go.

But what if space

Is what I need? I may be

Here, physically,

But my presence isn’t present.

I love you

Don’t you love me?

Yes, but I

Love myself more.

The World We Live In

Straight past the busy street

With cars as fast as a shooting star

Blurring past you in the night

To the quiet neighborhood

With houses lined up side by side

Sleeping next to one another

For warmth, comfort, strength in numbers.

The dull glow of the street light

Takes place above the neighborhood

As if it were a glowing planet

Keeping watch, keeping us safe.

 

Turn right down the winding road

That slithers like a snake

Passing more sleeping houses

With the occasional dim television night light.

One more right will lead you to

Transplanted palm trees reaching out to the heavens

With birds resting in the palm frond fingers

And cats prowling the trodden earth

With hungry eyes- disturbed by the

Put-put-puttering of an old

Busted white Chevy blundering down the street.

 

Pass the park that preserves youth

And you’ll find yourself at a crossroads

Ahead of you (and even behind you)

Lies a quiet neighborhood slumbering

Looming in the unknown darkness.

Look to the left, now to the right

And see the street stretching before your eyes

Overpowering lights reflect from your eyes to my own

As you stare at me with wonder

At the beauty of this place where we live.

You take my hand and together we are

Launched into space on a trip to the unknown.