- Ohio, USA
- August 22
- I attune to the power of words, how they are used, spoken, and written. Some things I refuse to write about, because therein is a painful memory, or a sweet so much that a tear falls yet again. The very process of writing to me is to possess. To embrace. To touch. And the fact of it - the writing itself - makes it all the more indelible, so concentrated upon, and the piece of spirit that emerges was the point of doing the piece in the first place, but you did not know that when you began.
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The Songbird's Links
&n/… Read full post »
i am afforded this space, afforded this time.
i have been allowed to know what is, and is not mine.
others come in and out,
as they please.
but it is only because of what i, myself, release.
i can never know what i look like from outside.
i only/… Read full post »
I just want -- someone - some time - to know me.
Not always some someone around, there to show me.
To let me do things my way.
To allow me to have my say.
The finesse of feeling I know I could impart
if I could just/… Read full post »
the Universe is perfectly designed.
every facet, every refraction, is perfectly aligned.
interdependent and resplendent,
gleaming, steaming, alive, unrepentent,
what is allowed evokes the vows
that unfold with time.
we say the things to our Selves that are the true.
mostly unuttere/… Read full post »
uncontrived, the things that exist,
but you actually, never see.
the layers, inside the layers.
that which is - and what will be.
muscle. sinew. balance.
a tiny eardrum leads your way.
one thing askew, you forget what you knew,
and another reality - takes its place.
oh, the/… Read full post »
we do what we do;
we say what we say.
never really knowing
the eggs we lay.
words are impressions
of what lies inside.
and your immediate reaction
should never be denied.
we reach, measure.
teaching, learning,/… Read full post »
how far will you reach, to reach another?
how much will you allow? how much will you bend?
if you are given pause, then .. listen.
do you want to stop? or do you want to mend?
you can only allow another to be their own Self,
hear their words, and/… Read full post »
people are only as beautiful
as you allow them to be.
they only blossom into what you imagine
if they are astute enough to see what you see.
no one knows their own Self;
we are inter-dependent, alone, unschooled.
but by the way we are treated,/… Read full post »
strength is yielding,
knowing one’s own,
ability to live.
the plenty of grace,
with nothing but give.
for strength is fruit.
a peach, belief,
nothing is an island,
the/… Read full post »
what impetus Others are to us.
what they seem is what we believe they are.
we hear, we speak back, we step in,
but we are often left with scars.
what does it take to have truth accepted?
what kind of person does it take to hear?
i think only a/… Read full post »
Each succession is the inevitable progression
of where you are in Time.
You know now, what it’s like to be dead.
And ~ you know also, what it is to be Alive.
It all centers on a lynchpin.
Some thing, or circumstance, comes at last.
And you begin to perceive that/… Read full post »
prison is not a deterrant.
it’s only another space from which to function.
you meet others in there of the same ilk,
pick and choose, at your own compunction.
if you are an aberrant stranger,
living outside the law,
you’ll only meet wit/… Read full post »
Whether it’s cold,
or whether it’s hot ~
you’re gonna have weather,
whether or not.
It’s what Moms always said;
her eternal adages.
old German/Irish idioms,
truths, kept, like small badges.
Mein Got In Himmel!
or Ach, du Lieber!
the Germani/… Read full post »
everything in Life is commeasurate.
what goes up - eventually comes back down.
and the further you go up, into elation,
the further you fall, when you hit the ground.
lovesick. heartache. the balloon you knew.
the impetus, the floating, the very thought.
only/… Read full post »
imagine a girl who’s been tucked away.
singular for many years.
self-imposed, of course, to learn some things
about what she does and does not hold dear.
so many relationships, all in a row,
some long, years -- and some - brief;
and one in particular, repeating t/… Read full post »
of wondrous beauty.
/… Read full post »
Look at me, L.J.
I said No.
Shhh! -- Come here now.
Why? Because I told you so.
You’re only this big now,
and you have got to be taught.
Look at me: I am bigger -
I say what you can, and can not.
I only capture/… Read full post »
rage. caged. corralled,
on all she’s made.
her eyes speak passivity,
but with wanton knowing.
but strong; flowing.
held in hands,
gathering senses, essences,
things/… Read full post »
tomorrow is my birthday,
i’ll be turning 64.
i wait for Vera, Chuck and Dave
to come bounding in my door.
all my promised grandchildren,
sitting on my knee.
the Beatles told me this would happen,
so it must be true, you see.
but i know they are busy,
and/… Read full post »
becomes an ideal
sometimes reality gets skewed.
/… Read full post »
oh, Life, a balancing act.
the things you say;
the things you extract.
gushing, or avoiding,
reading signals from others.
do you fly, or do you smother?
give out or take,
to open or to close?
Life’s not always presented as you supposed.
go forward, or rewind/… Read full post »
Think of all you embrace.
And also all you reject.
In - Verse,
Your opposite’s meaning;
to go inside, to try to further your Quest.
Re - Verse,
As if running in place,
back-pedaling, game-saying, for a Truth.
Con - Verse,
To spar or agree with you/… Read full post »
Come into Being.
Life comes and goes,
and Moments never cease.
Ooh-aah, the dance
that crawls ‘cross my lips.
A wry smile,
what you did to my hips.
Swaying breeze girl,
shhh - no one knows!
It’s yours, it’s yours,
and it’s what I Own.
The ra/… Read full post »
what is that thing that causes a Love?
instantaneousity, a velocity, having just met?
the wee things you conjure, as your mind begins to wander,
little dovetails and connections you project?
every face in the world is different.
even though you can see breeds and tribe/… Read full post »