Tag: hope

Stop Asking

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A piece of the puzzle, yes,
But which one?
An edge, providing guidance
A corner with two straight sides

Or the one with so many
knobs and sockets
the fear of never being found
cannot be dismissed

But a puzzle with even
One missing piece remains
Incomplete
Undone

Leaving hands and eyes
frantically searching-
So, I guess
It really doesn’t matter

Edge, corner, or the knobs
and sockets that finally
complete the last
section of pale blue sky

Each one belongs-
So, why is it
I can’t seem to stop asking
Where do I fit?

I am enjoying my first experience at the Scissortail Creative Writing Festival in Ada, Oklahoma! And while listening to so many amazing writers may allow a bit of imposter syndrome to creep in, it is above all encouraging and inspiring.

Breathless

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Stretched across the sky
A swimmer, graceful and strong
Head tilted to one side

One arm stretched out in front
The other by her side, mid stroke
Gliding across the blue

Legs stretched out behind
feet gently kicking-
Every muscle engaged

Strange, the thought of
swimming across the sky
instead of the ocean

Arms reaching for
a pink moon, instead
of the sandy shore

Images stretched across
a blue canvas-Breathless-
Clouds, swimmer, and observer

Healing Rays

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My eyes are closed
The sun’s intense heat
warms my face

Its rays attempt
to pierce my eyelids

Sun spots gently float
across the black
in front of my eyes

I fight the urge to sneak a
peek at my surroundings

My body needs this time-
Time enough to lose
all sense of time

Focused only on keeping
my eyes closed

While sinking deeper into
this out of the blue, but
most welcomed, warmth

Simply Sunday

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The wind’s sway
is strong today
Urging and drawing
This way and that

It is okay to hold on, Little Flower
But keep your eyes open

You never know what
new perspectives
The breeze might
have in store

Limited Power

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There are moments,
A scream buried
deep inside begins
rising to the surface

Push it back down, steady-
Letting it out would
surely be unpleasant

Why is it there, anyway?
Big picture, I am ok

Still, frustrations pile
one on top of another
and another, attempting
a coup inside my brain

Truth is, their power is limited

One tangerine sky at the
end of a cool Spring day
and my heart instantly
returns to the helm

And that scream?
It dissipates in a single breath

In the Dirt

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Days are long, but
Years are short.
Or so they say

That all elusive “they”
Who receives entirely
too much credit in our
passing days and years

I want to walk,
no, meander,
down a dirt path

Trees on both sides
Transformed into
a shady canopy

Listening to the breeze
Listening to the birds

Stopping only for a
Single ray of sunlight
Peeking through the leaves

To paint a picture
in the dirt just for me
No thought of days,
years, maps, or lists

Only the temporary
Becoming the eternal



I wrote this poem in a recent in-person poetry circle. Listening, reflecting, and writing with this group was a breath of fresh air. Highly recommend! 💛

Simply Sunday

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Reaching For Me

I saw a hand
in the sky today
Powerful and strong
Open and inviting

Formed from clouds
while holding clouds
Its blue-gray edges
Lined in bright sunlight

I imagine sitting
safe in its palm
Reclining, at least
for a moment

No worries of
Hatred or war
Sickness or death-
Not ignoring

Only briefly resting
Cradled in the hand
I cannot fully understand
Believing it is there, reaching

Forgot to Remember

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With pinpointed laser focus,
I move through a tunnel
of my own making

Eyes staring straight ahead
Everything in my periphery,
blurred

Just make it
to your destination
Tensions will ease

Where am I heading,
anyway? I forgot to remember.

The tunnel walls concealed
my dazed distraction, creating
a false sense of direction
toward a desired destination

Or whatever it is I’m seeking.
Peace? But peace is not a destination.

Peace shines through a single ray of sunlight
piercing the clouds to my right

Peace sings with the birds playing leapfrog
on the power lines to my left

Peace smiles as I exit the tunnel
Opening my eyes and my heart
to this great big beautiful world

Let Go of the Rope

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I am standing in a field
holding tight to the
middle of a rope

A foolish attempt to
bring balance in an
unexpected tug-of-war

On my right, grief
grips the cord
with all its might

On my left, love
holds firm
Always fierce

Suddenly, I understand-
Neither one can let go
They are forever bound

Now I’m faced with a choice-

Allow the tug-of-war
to continue within me
or let go of the rope

Reach for images,
past and present,
patiently waiting in
the back of my mind

Watch, as grief and love
fall into each other,
simultaneously releasing
laughter and tears

I am lying in a field
having let go
of the rope-
Exhausted, grateful, content

Simply Sunday

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Pearls of Wisdom

Their formation takes years-
A process hidden from sight
in the depths of the heart

A heart learning to wrap
life’s difficult bits
in opalescent layers
of mercy and grace

Not ignoring the irritants,
only processing-
Some taking longer to
transform than others

Yet, each one eventually
emerges- Iridescent gifts
of hope, love, and wisdom

A delicate string of
pearls, not displayed
around the neck, but in
the affectionate smiles of
those standing the closest

Happy Birthday to my sweet Mom! 💛