Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Stick 344 - Just Different


Just different

Why form a cage
when you can open a gate

Why focus on the washed away sand
if just beyond awaits the wildest garden unknown

Why fight to stand straight
when leaning forward is so much more grand and great

Why fold away the rules
and smile and come out to play

Why fling away what's expected
and swing around on a straight stick held by one nail



Stick 343 - Lightning Archangel


Lightning Archangel

I imagine this Stick
the Archangel's Lightning
on life's pavement brick

I imagine this Blinding
Heaven crooked
perfect arching line

I imagine this Voice
so steel strong in the yearning fear
I have when there a brightlight dark

I imagine this Peace
come from someone not scared
to stand up for what's wrong

Stick 342 - To sweep it all up


To sweep it all up

To wish it was never there
To accept eventually that unfortunately it was
To turn and lift my chin
To lift my eyes and turn my face
To see what's really there
To be so harshly aware
To seek to be dismissed from this
To change the way I know I need to exist


Stick 341 - Lie down to sleep


....it is with great sadness that I lie down
to meet my sleep demons this night
...the anger that came so suddenly
at the end of the inbetween sleep demons

hurt

and the need for hearing the softer voice

denied

....tomorrow will be a new day again
with new hope and better best inbetweens

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Stick 340 - The White Horse

The White Horse

I expected the shadow to be large, to block out the sun
I expected the horse to be white, to be proud and with the earth be one
I expected him to be strong
I expected my life would not belong

But hurt rode along
The saddle held someone not strong
The shadow hardly show on the pavement all totally grey
But I wait and wish for what I see to be merely the mirage of what should belong 

You did not even try
You did not even seem to grieve
You certainly never fought
you never ever freed me when I got caught

My white horse yet to come
My white horse maybe ever a story
My white horse distant and lost and forlorne
My white horse no shadow and no rider my one

 


Stick 339 - Seeking Omens

Seeking Omens

Please send me an omen
Please let me know what will become
Please send me the warnings, the guidelines and the blessings
all in one

As I listen to my metronome footsteps
As I stare along the melodic path
As I try to prepare and practice
The omens come thick and fast

Three crows large 
looking at me with black eyes in the know
Fairy fantails dainty and ever so faintly
looking at me with thousand blessing hallos

A rabbit darting
Many bees busy with spring just starting
An eagle soaring
Three pelicans holding onto a dream just starting



Stick 338 - Dolphin Hallo


Dolphin Hallo

Gracefully Grey
you greet me and send me on my Way

Gleeming in the morning sun
your halo clear as your blessing permeates the dawn

Greetings simple and strength fountaining ahead
your happiness wholeheartedly my caress

Giving and Glowing
you were certainly sent to guide me on my quest

Gliding away
you leave a lifetime of memory that will sustain