Category Archives: Journeys

Birthdays

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With you gone there have been less smiles for me to see

There have been fewer hugs

Fewer moments of happiness 

Fewer twinkles in the sky

I remember the twinkles in your eyes

 

With you gone there have been less memories to make

There have been fewer jokes

Fewer looks of dis*approvals 😉

Fewer moments of tricks to play

I remember the tricks you would play

 

With you gone there have been three less Birthdays

Three less Fathers Days

Almost three years less here with me

Doesn’t mean the end of smiles between us three

Perhaps the time is shared between

 

A new day before

Breaks the waves on distant shores

Yet the dawn has woken anew

Heaven and Angels are waiting with you

You smile and wave farewell

The birthday has passed

The memories swell

AS the tears to bid you 

Happy Birthday

I will always remember you…

I will always Love you

Dad


June 14th 1948- December 18, 2006

 

 

Be grateful for birthdays, you never know how many years  you have to share with the people you love… make them special.

Obscured Night

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As light gets shrouded
And silence veiled

As dark gets brighter
And wind has failed

We walked in shadows
Our minds a cage

We flew in moonlight
Our soul won’t age

For dark once gathered
On a forsaken stage

The light, the dark, play harmoniously
Written words of a sage

The night obscured
Once dark is now pure

Our senses gathered
From a tremulous tour

As consciousness woke
From words we spoke

We found our souls not with our mind
We found our soul had escaped the beginnings of time

Another night

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The Angel sits silent in the corner.

Waiting for the breath to slow.

Watching for the eyes to glide, 

Back and forth smoothly beneath the surface.

 

Waiting and Watching for the moment.

The seconds which pass into minutes,

The minutes which fade into seconds.

Time is unseen by Angels.

 

The Angel steps slowly from the shadows.

“Ready for another journey?” He smiles at his friend.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She smiles her knowing smile.

 

Another journey unfolds

Another adventure foretold.

Another voyage for the soul.

For its just another night

I wait

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My face stings from the tears I yearned for… my mind splits from the knowledge I ran towards… my heart pains for the love I hid from… My soul aches simply to go home… 

 

Take me home… to my love… 

Free me from my mind. The mind of judgement with burdens too heavy… with implications too grand… 

Free me from my expectations. The expectations of others crash before my eyes… shedding shards that bleed my heart… that bleed my mind…

Free me from my tears… Shed for healing, yet come reeling in with fears

 

Escape these thoughts… throbbing through my head

Escape these visions…  with veils and shadows falling in my stead

 

Take me home… to where they wait with open arms… take me now… before I do more harm…

 

My eyes heavy… I see my love…

My mind is cloudy… as the sky above

For now I wait until dawn 

When the sun rises

All will be gone…

 

 

Until then my love… 

I wait

Only Questions

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I sit and ponder my journals for hours. Trying to make sense of the senseless questioning. That is what I do. I question. I question and turn the words into poetry (if I’m lucky), sometimes an essay (if it makes sense),and sometimes nothing at all (commonly). Simply words.

 Tonight is different. My journal is making me confused. I sit here unable to focus. There is a sense of sadness, melancholia, for nothing more than waiting. Waiting for the answers to the questions.  And then the thought emerges, “perhaps my answers are answered”. Did I think out loud? I suppose I did. 

Perhaps my answers are answered, I am simply unaware of the truth, or the answers to my queries. It seems I drift to a place in my mind where the line is blurred between reality and imagination. This place we all know… it is the place from which our dreams come and then go… We watch the dreams pass by, forgetting before the meaning has a chance to resonate. 

The answers are there… 

 

The shadow of awareness divided…

 

“why do I love?”

“why do I hate?” 

“what is the meaning of all which comes my way?”

“what is the reason to my questioning?”

“why be awake to a life with little to no meaning?”

Why indeed… 

What good comes from questioning? Existence. For what have you if not the questions? It is indeed fun, the thoughts which arise are important. They cause so much in the way of life, yet they leave you wanting, waiting, for a glimpse behind the shadow of awareness.

 

I have always been a believer, “a knower”. I know what I know… it has been a journey through and through. Be it God. Be it faith. Be it Life, Reason, Truth. It is my truth. It is… and I know.  I know the purpose is to question. Ask and keep asking…and then there are times when I stop, I stop and think and question some more…

 

“why are there only questions?”

 

This time spent questioning has filled my mind with memories. I remember the first time I thought about God. I remember when I was aware of life and death. I remember thinking about my Soul. My life. My philosophies. As all these things began to formulate into my beliefs… into who I am. I remember. I am happy to remember. To be able to think and question with no answers. To believe in who I am and all the crazy things I believe are real… I am happy. 

 

“why are there only questions?”

That’s why 🙂

Yesterday’s Tomorrow

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Walking towards tomorrow,

Slowly coming to a pause

Staring at the face of a stranger

One who remembers,

One who is lost…

“Leave behind the facade,” She whispers

“Forget today the meaning of why, remember who you are, wake the Soul inside…”

 

Walking away from yesterday

Taking moments time to reflect

A glimpse of an old face, a distant place

One which has yet to rest.

“A minute seems like years,” He states

“Moments in eternities, time is an uncertainty…”

“Remember my friend, and take this to your stage… remember my life, for meaning is worth little when the play has yet to arise…”

 

Standing in this moment,

Before the fork of time.

One path brings tomorrow,

One can bring back time…

 

For now I shall wait at yesterday’s tomorrow

For now I shall stay,

In Now…

All I want is…

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“All I want is to recieve what I deserve…”

One  must be careful for what one asks for…  

Who determines what one recieves… do we? And if so… how can I place this judgement upon myself, how can I be objective? And yet, how can I ask someone outside of my life to understand my needs? How could I trust in another? This would put each as individuals in charge and responsible for our actions… we would be responsible and held accountable to ourselves. It is easy to put blame in an outside world, an outside force. “It is out of our hands” so to speak. It is easy to blame others for what is lacking, it is simpler to lose focus and watch, rather than take action and responsibility…

All I want is what I deserve…

Do I deserve happiness… whose to say if not I?

Do I deserve peace? Whose to say if not I?

Do I deserve pain? Whose to say if not I….

Could one be unbiased? Could one rise above individual needs? Could you? I know not, in this time and place… if I could.