Tag Archive | Life

My wish to write

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I wish to write I told someone in my youth

You haven’t lived enough he told me

You have to experience life

To have something to write about

The cup needs to be filled

Before it can quench someone’s thirst

 

I was disappointed 

Even distraught 

I wanted to write ‘now’

 

But he was proven to be right

I had not lived long enough

Not shed enough tears

Not questioned things I believed in

Not gone through confusion and doubt

Not fallen so hard that it was difficult to get up

 

The caged bird sings in captivity

It’s her release

It’s her cry of help

In the lonely confines of the cage

It’s what keeps her occupied

It’s what keeps her alive and brings her joy 

And others are moved by her song

 

January 2019

The struggle

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This is a life of struggle

Struggle of good against evil

Right against wrong

Spiritual versus the material

Light versus darkness

And we will never be free of this struggle

We will never fully arrive

We will never fully conquer our ego

We will falter and fall

We will questions things we hold dear

We will fight external and internal demons

Storms will continue to assail us

Yes, there will be periods of respite

But the next storm is just around the corner

This is not a life of comfort and ease

No matter how materially successful we are

Tests will batter us like powerful waves

Hail will pelt our heads

This is how we grow

This is how we prove ourselves

This is how we show our steadfastness

But struggle we will

And struggle we must

January 3rd, 2019

What I can promise you

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I didn’t promise you a heartache free life

I do promise or hold your hand when adversity visits

I didn’t promise you that you will always be happy

I do promise you that happiness returns

I don’t expect you not to make mistakes

I expect you to learn from your experiences

I don’t expect you to be perfect

I expect you to try your hardest and be kind above all else

Life is not a bed of roses

And even if it were, the thorns are plentiful

To partake of the beauty of the rose

You have to endure the pain of picking it

I have taught you to swim

But it’s you who has to and who can swim

The long distances to the shore of contentment

 

December 29th, 2018

Another year

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Another year comes to a close
A new year begins
Like any other year
There will be surprises in store
Storms will batter the coast line
The sun will warm up our hearts
Tears will flow
Laughter will ring out
Gratitude will bring us blessings
Friendship will nourish our souls
Lessons will be learned
Mistakes will be made
Poems will be written
Books will be read
Our journey on earth continues
And hopefully
We’ll pick up some wisdom along the way

December 28th, 2018

To hell and back

 

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It is said to be a poet

You have to go to hell and back

The hell of suffering

The hell of hopelessness

The hell of dreariness

The hell of darkness

Why is that?

Could going to hell and back

Awaken in us emotions which we can then express in poetry?

Could going to hell and back

Teach us the humility that is required

To receive the gift of poetry?

Could going to hell and back

Burn away our impurities?

Could going to hell and back

Make brighter the colours of the world?

Could going to hell and back

Help us mature?

Going to hell and back

Seems and is awful

But if the result is poetry

What a gift

What a gift

 

December 10th, 2018

Our roots

 

Our roots ground us

They give us stability and

The chance to grow tall

They keep us firm 

In the storms of life

They nourish our souls

They make us strong

Leaves and branches 

Adorn the tree of our lives

But without roots

They would not stay alive

“Grounded in our roots we rise”*

 

September 30th

 

*Larry Smith in Fresh off the boat

My notebooks

 

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Days go by

Seasons change

And I write in my notebooks

Children grow up

Life changes

And I keep writing in my notebooks

Dreams are dreamt

Some become reality

And I keep writing in my notebooks

My notebooks have created

A beautiful pile

Colourful and different each 

They are the repository of my thoughts

My writing a daily meditation for me

We move from city to city

Sometimes from one country to another

And I keep writing in my notebooks

Writing is the constant in my life

My notebooks always come with me

 

September 23rd, 2018