The Small Strength

When I feel small and conquered I hear a tiny voice.
'Pass through this place using your small strength.'
So many times I want to ignore this voice,
Times like these I need to feel larger than I am.  I need to run, to scream, to ...
The voice replies, 'Take a small step forward,
quiet your voice and quiet your mind,
push forth Love.'
'The strength is in the destination,
not the moment.'
'These seemingly small actions take you farther than you can run,
Allow others to hear when your voice has been muffled.
And that Love.... envelops you as you send it forth.'

A Love Poem

My heart beats in time with your soft blue eyes
My lips part then close hungry for your smile
Trying to deny this lust makes it rise
My body pulsates your name all the while

Hungrily I wait for this time to pass
Each second painfully ticking away
I'm eager to taste you , to break my fast
in time with my heart, you pulse where I lay

Exploding within Knowing you are bliss
I see inside me a powerful strength
That without my p'wer this passion i'd miss
Courage allows me to love at this length.

Joy, love, happiness; parts of Divine.
Allow you to always choose to be mine.

My Hands

Read my story, a journey unfolds
Passion, Anger and Patience, behold
Of great victories won through tasks so mundane
Realizing intent, touching each day.
Change of heart edits lines and others etches deep
Tales of my heart's true intent these lines keep
This story is twofold though pages it lacks
Small tasks imbued with full emotions intact
Daily rituals, slowly permeate,
writing this destiny I create.

Exactly Where I Should Be

Traveling forward I stumble on the past.
This course paved in mistake and misjudgement.
Fearing the unknown I follow on, my course straight. 
My definitions are removed and I am lost.
Starting over. Beginning again. 
In this mist an idea is born.
Wet and small, Roaring it's first breath.
I AM NOT WHAT I WAS
I WILL NOT START AGAIN
My new form marked by pressure, my past is obsolete.
My aspirations exceed my original dreams.
Like a diamond dug from the earth,
I am exactly where I should be.

A Meditation

There are days when I question my gifts.
those things I know do not or will not come.
Frustrated I walk blindly down a path.
I know not my destination.
I gaze into a pool to interpret a direction. 
The water is murky
I look to either side but brambles block the view.
I am trapped, lost from sight.
Fearful, I run blindly,
Tearing at the thorns.
Stirring up water,
Mixing in mud.
I achieve nothing but pain and continued frustration.
My hands hurt, my chest pounds.
I look closer.
The brambles protect me on either side.
Dangerous things cannot make their way through.
The water cannot retain my image.
I am not shown.
My mind empties.
The path leads on. 
One foot in front of the other.
I am comforted and secure.
I am protected.
My mind rests, my soul rests.
In the quiet I rebuild.

Light, ii

Radiance within
Radiance permeates
Amplifies, Expands.
Brilliant and Blazing.
Love brings forth
Love provides.
Shadows engulfed by Light.

Sisterhood

Separate, Complete, Whole.
Each, One. Each Complete.
Daughters, Sisters, Mothers.
Our paths separate, directed in tandem for a heartbeat.
The heartbeats, together, create a new bond.
A sisterhood,
Freely choosing to bond our hearts and minds.
United our love, united our fears, united our goals.
A new life, breathing, living, creating.
Separate, Complete, Whole.


11-20-12

Sisters

Golden blond hair sunlight streams through.
Ample pure locks dark as new moon.
Nose, cheek and forehead familiar in both.
One voice demands the other's apprehensive
Begging for acceptance in their own language.
Accepting the judgement of others as truth.
They separate ways and begin lives anew.
As time reunites they now pledge true
Each other to balance, create and renew.


2009

Light

There is a light within each of us which must be cared for and nurtured.
this is our light and no one can take care of this light for us. This, however, does not mean we are alone. Although we must choose to keep our own light lit we can be encouraged and supported by those who love us.  Remember these people who care for you as you enhance and protect your light.  As you look within, see the fire and speak their names you send them back love. You never know when exactly they will be in silent need of that love.

A Reflection

The Goddess looks into the mirror.
Beauty is reflected, the whole is perceived.
She presents the world with Herself, unbridled.
For All of her is perfect.
She does not dull herself to be acceptable.
She scries within, bringing life to her meditations.
I am the Goddess, her archetype contained within.
I reflect Beauty, I am the whole.
I present myself to the world, unhampered.
For All of me is Perfect.
I will not dull myself to be accepted.
I scry within and bring life to my meditations.
The caricature perceived, becomes Whole
as Her Truth, my Truth is exhumed.
My Light shines through.


11-28-12

Goodbye

Goodbye

How do I leave you to make myself whole?
Break away from your judgements to stand on my own.
Pain is your lesson, taught with guilt and scorn.
Bound in submission, a new life struggles.
I grieve for your past, slowing breaking from mine
This wound is still red, barely covered and scabbed.
Painful to touch, angry and warm.
When I lay bleeding, abandoned and afraid...
Silence prevailed. You never came.
But now you come back to me.
Your familiar demands, voicing your needs.
To hold my hand and comfort my pain.
You see my wound, gaping and raw
But seeping blood cleanses and heals.
I may not be over you, and fear dark lonely days.
My steps may be tentative, but some will be bold.
The motions lead me on.
I walk this path.
I leave you behind.
I have the courage to tell you Goodbye.


1-31-13

my work

All writing contained within this blog is my original work, with the exception of Work Haiku's - these are a joint effort between myself and unnamed co-worker.