Starting new...

Terrible happens but then so do miracles
You can’t have rainbows without having the rain
You have to travel through the mud to get to the grass
That’s it with the corny phrases ..
Life is for the living so I’ve been told
You also have to stand up and be tall
Never letting your chin down
Even when it feels like you want to drown
It’s not easy to do sometimes
And getting back up can take awhile
You should stand tall and never try to hide
From your mistakes you can learn
Some bridges can be fixed
Some slates can be wiped clean
And sometimes we have to start again
Then there’s some things we never lose
Things that we never know are there
Like our shadow always there beside us
People who care and people who stay
That is what I’m trying to say
So what ever happens and what ever you do
Just look down and see your shadow
And remember that there is always someone else thinking of you

Note: A very corny poem....what was I thinking when I wrote this??

Am I?

I think “ I am”
"Now and Here"
Yet, "Is it only an illusion?"
Is my lurking fear.

There are times when I'm sure
That tangible as an oak,
I stand Independent and self sufficient
Without requiring a helping hand.

At other times I feel like
A clinging vine, a paper boat,
A helpless non entity,
Not given a choice or a vote.

Now motivated and focused
So sure and strong.
Now weak and vulnerable,
So confused and wavering.

Do I have power in my hands
To steer life my way
With directions and goals
And opinions and a say?

Am I blowing in the gale
Or surfing on the tide
Or just passing through wondering
Who is powering this ride?

When my spirit breaks

The sun is hot, my body ache,
your love is cold, my spirit breaks.

Across the desert, I walk so slow.
I find the well, where emotions flow.

I take a drink, I wet my lips,
The wind is strong, I lose my grip.

Over the edge, I slip, I fall.
Through my dreams, I hear you call.

In pouring rain, I see your face,
I know it's you, I can't replace.

The river runs, I swim in tears,
My soul is deep, but full of fears.

In forests dark, in fields of green,
I look for you, you can't be seen.

I search the day, I search the night,
It's for your love, that I fight.

I walk in dreams, but I run scared,
The pain I felt, you never shared.

I can't feel, my heart is numb,
My strength is gone, I won't succumb.

The silence ends, the earth quakes,
You're too far away, my spirit breaks.

Amaranthine

It's early in the night,
I'm walking down a long, winding hill.
But I'm not focused on the road,
Or where it's leading me.
The only sound I hear is the hollow, far off echo of his rich,
Soothing voice floating amidst in my head ,
I remember everything about him.

He is an extreme, confusing puzzle,
With so many pieces I can never,
Fit completely together.
So beautiful and deep,
Yet, so elusive…and evasive.

The mornings I see him,
I felt I knew him all,
The moments I spent waiting for him,
I realized I didnt know him yet.

He is like the unending horizon,
Receeding as I go near,
A misty amaranthine,
A mirage on a hot summer noon,
Fleeting emotions that can never be penned,
A riddle to which only he has the key.

There are so many beautiful images, sounds and memories
About him and the moments…
I just can't let them go,
I won't and never will,
They rotate slowly one by one
Around my mind,
Like a constant movie that plays,
In my head everyday,
Blocking out reality,
And teasing my imagination,
As wonder if I would know him too...

May be I will never know him,
Or see him again,
But etched in my mind, he will be,
Unfading and unwavering.

When I think of you..

When I think of you,

I imagine deep, red sunsets.

A beautiful addition to an open sky,

Always beautiful when it meets the eye.



When I think of you,

I imagine rolling, grassy plains.

Whispering knowledge to hear,

Tenderness when it meets the ear.



When I think of you,

I imagine strong, working hands.

Pulling weeds and planting trees,

Scratching up your knees.



When I think of you,

I imagine snowy, white clouds.

Softness dotting the open sky,

Way up, up so high.



When I think of you,

I imagine the night sky,

Full of sparkling, shooting stars,

Twinkling up in the sky so far.



When I think of you,

I imagine the sun.

Brilliant and circular,

A big ball of coppery fire.



When I think of you,

I imagine he moon.

A milky, luminescent dot,

Moving like a graceful moth.



When I think of you,

I imagine the ocean.

A secret deep and dark,

Whispering as silent as harp.



When I think of you,

I think of all these things.

Bringing joy and pleasure to mind,

And teach me all about life.