Tuesday, October 30, 2018

The Red Rose


The Red Rose

Whether I bloom
in June or October,
I am a symbol of love.

Whether I stand
in light or darkness,
I am a symbol of love.

Whether I am
cherished or neglected,
I am a symbol of love.

As long as I am,
I am a symbol of love.


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Thursday, October 25, 2018

Some Have Been Lost


Some Have Been Lost

We shared time together.
With some it was long,
with others too short.
We stood in sun and storm,
cold and warm, dark and light.
Then, they dropped out of sight
and left a space that remains
every day and every night.


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Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Our Roots


Our Roots

Encourage us
to follow them.
Connect us between
now and then.
Diverge and take us where
imagination wouldn't.
Give us answers that
create questions.
Anchor us, and sometimes,
weigh us down.


Thursday, October 18, 2018

When the Leaves Are Gone


When the Leaves are Gone

When the leaves are gone,
I miss their color and
the sound they make in a breeze.

But, I take note of the twists
and turns of the branches
and how they look against a blue sky.

I see beyond the places where
the leaves used to be and am surprised
by all that opens up before me.


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Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Headwork


Headwork

I can put my
head down to rest.
Take some time to
think about what's next.
Try to put events
into context.

I can't put my
head down and hide.
Ignore the actions
I can't abide.
Give up the fight
to turn the tide.


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Thursday, October 11, 2018

Chilled



Chilled

When did the warmth disappear?
 When we weren't looking.

When did the chill move in?
When it saw the opportunity.


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Tuesday, October 9, 2018

The Rock Stands


The Rock Stands

The rock stands
in dark and light,
when storms rage
or peace reigns.
The surface gets
scratched and
sometimes cracks.
Pieces crumble
and fall away.
And so, it changes
everyday, but still
the rock stands.

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Thursday, October 4, 2018

Move With The Water


Move With The Water

Move with the water.
Let it keep you afloat.
Don't struggle
against the current.
Drift a little.
Allow yourself to
be carried until
you are ready to set
your own course.

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Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Fishing


Fishing

How long did you fish
before Mother Nature
took your line?

Did she give you time
to enjoy the sun
and the breeze?

Did she allow a
catch or two before
you were through?

Did you forget about
the tree until your line
wrapped around the leaves?

How long did you fish
before Mother Nature
said, "Enough?"

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