Isn’t it strange and a bit absurd? I didn’t know it until I finally heard Doesn’t it show how sick all of you are Venting hate when I’ve gone so far? I don’t care if you watch me, it’s true last thing on my mind is you, you, you
I know you watch everything I do online and if you want to watch me, that’s fine I don’t give a rat’s ass what you all do I left behind a miserable life and you So spy on my facebook and others too Nothing you do will make me feel blue
I’m done with you, forever and a day hateful attitudes, self righteous ways better to mind your business, you see and stop trying to stir up trouble for me To me you are nothing, isn’t it strange? Soon I won’t even share your name
A lovely family poem I wrote of late I’m not part of family drama and hate Long ago I said goodbye to all of you If you want to watch here’s what to do hate me, defame me in your conversation From you I’m taking a permanent vacation
the sacred beauty of soothing music always brings you and your love to mind you caress the deepest part of me we have an intrepid spiritual union that has survived distance and sorrow and has grown stronger with time
each falling star I see reminds me of the night we laid in verdant grass and watched heaven’s entertainment wild mountaintops have seen us embrace the ocean has hurried to sandy shores just to watch us kiss in the moonlight
I am honored to be loved by you blessed just to know you, My Beloved.
I once found it very difficult to set boundaries. People trespassed on my emotional property at will. They left their filth and litter everywhere and I was the one forced to clean it up. I have learned through bitter experience that boundaries must be set or you will forever be cleaning up someone else’s mess. They will dump whatever they choose on you then walk away without a backward glance or a care about what they have done to you. In the area of religious belief or faith( there is a BIG difference in religion and faith) there will always be someone who thinks they know what God expects from you and they won’t hesitate to try to enforce their views on you and your life. There was a time I was bullied and pushed and led by the nose to believe that these self appointed judges and “Spiritual Giants” knew more about me and my path than I knew myself. I woke up. Whatever I need to know won’t be given to me by religious fanatics and judgmental, self righteous religionists. I will never again be pushed, prodded or shamed into thinking I have to do or be what another person tells me I must. I have some boundaries, don’t try to cross them. I fought hard for my boundaries and I’m not about to surrender them to anyone.
Life is not for cowards. Living takes strength and courage. It takes spiritual wisdom and faith to know how to overcome the curves life throws at you. Living is what you learn how to do in the midst of the circumstances that are designed to destroy you. I find strength and courage in many places. In the meditation of my soul that connects me to a higher power. I find strength in the beauty of nature, the compassion of a friend, their words of comfort and their silent connection to my soul. I find strength in the works of poets who pour their emotions and thoughts onto a page. A glimpse of their opened hearts, their honest expression, brings me to the knowledge that none of us is alone. We are all connected by the mutual thread of experience and emotion. We all have our mountains to climb. We all are seeking that place of peace and love and the courage to prevail over obstacles that would prevent us from fully living our lives. I want to thank all of you, My fellow poets for the way you put pen to page with honesty and courage. Thank you for the enlightening moments, the strengthening words, the times of lighthearted laughter, you bring to my life. Life is not for cowards it’s for explorers, questioners, conquerors. Thank you all who write from your hearts, for helping me to find strength for the journey
I have some little diamond doves. For those not familiar with them they come from Australia and are the smallest of the doves. They’re about the size of parakeets and they make the most melodious cooing sounds. My little dove is sitting on two eggs in her nest. She is so devoted she won’t leave the nest even to eat or drink. Her mate instinctively knows this and several times a day he will sit on the nest for her so she can fly around a bit and exercise her wings and she can have a meal of seeds and millet and a drink of water. At night they will often sit on the nest together where they cuddle and coo. When the babies hatch they will both feed them and keep them warm. I think some humans could learn a lesson about parenting from the diamond doves, devotion to each other and their offspring. It makes a beautiful picture that I enjoy every day while it brings to mind a definition of real family and love.
We don’t find them too often, hearts that warm us with their understanding. If we have some unusual ideas or beliefs it’s even more difficult to find any who can honestly relate to us with no fear or withdrawal. I think maybe it goes back to knowing who you are and being comfortable with yourself, so that other’s ideas become a learning experience and not a threat to you. I am so thankful for each heart mine has formed a bridge with, each time they make me happy to be alive and each opportunity I have to do the same for them. Friendship is so much more than a casual acquaintance or a simple liking of someone, superficially. Friendship digs deep into both hearts and is transparent with each other. There is no need for deception when you know you are accepted, faults and all. There is no need to feel inferior when you know you won’t be pressured to change even when your friend has a clear view of your short comings.