on tv shows everyone drinks red wine
I would rather drink toilet water
Mother Nature Teaches
via
Geese
m i g r a t i t i n g
once again
intuitively
know
One = All
weak + well
vital vigor
flight soaring
long with
wings kept
tip-to-tip support
uplift motion
onward for All
By Poet "The computer is the delivery room for a new poem."
Pen, ink and paper join forces,
Opening up a wonderful story.
Everyone will enjoy reading,
My dancing words are now a poem.
Taunted by luxury, a life of ease.
I struggled to utter the words, “sir, please”?
I’d become distraught by my circumstance.
I saw no way alone; I could advance.
I knew the time in my life had now come,
To lose my ego, ask help from someone.
With all my money, I’d still have to ask,
Or accept my failure at this one task.
With money and self my only allies,
Having no solution was a surprise.
Sometimes our dreams may require another,
Like a friend, stranger, sister, or brother.
With my deepest desire, I long to teach.
Without another, it’s out of my reach.
the birds’ conversation is lively and fast
do the trees understand?
what about the long grasses and the violets?
Is everyone in the know?
the mosses? the dandelions? the ivy?
Does everybody understand bird speak except me?
On a sunny day
Right in my parlour
Laying on the couch
I was going through my phone
Then I paused for a moment
Because of the sound of our wall clock.
The time keeps ticking
Every second
You see how busy nature is
Why sitting without labouring?
Don't choose comfort
At the age of labour
Then you gonna labour
At the age of comfort.
If you don't roll the dice
You won't see the outcome
If you don't pay the price
You won't get it or there
Time waits for nobody
But there's time for everyone
That's putting in the work.
When I was a boy,
all I wanted to do was
dance. And I had
no fear in doing
so.
I'd dance in the morning,
I'd dance at night,
I'd dance inside,
I'd dance outside.
It didn't matter —
and it's all I cared
to do.
Then I grew up,
which doesn't always
mean growth.
And I started to
take notice of all
the other people
on the dance
floor.
Tall, short, skinny,
fat — it didn't matter.
None of them really
were, but they all felt
more beautiful to me
than I did to myself.
And so I took my leave.
I went to the corner
and started watching
everybody else have
a good time.
I started
feeling undeserving.
I started feeling foolish —
more and more so, the
longer I sat there and
watched.
The real fools of
this world, however,
aren't the ones who
continue to dance.
They are the ones
who forget how to.
And for me,
knowing this isn't as
deep as it is
debilitating.
I am unsure when I stopped trying to please everyone else
at my own expense
When I was young I had a need to be liked by everyone
I did whatever I could to get them go beyond mere approval
Was I in my thirties when I stopped this? I am not sure
But I know why I stopped it.
Some people like being displeased.
They are experts at being disappointed by other people including me.
These people do not have the capability of liking me
or maybe you.
This is when I stopped.
Saving my energy for more worthwhile pursuits.
everyone needs a
little zebra in their life....
aerial display
A tall tree I did climb,
on a bet of a dime.
Baby Bear said it was funny,
it was not for the big money.
The limb broke what a crime.
May we be blessed to understand:
we are all on a journey that is only partially our own…
with individual experiences and memories to collect…
and there is so much we can learn from one another
when our journeys intersect.
Each individual
is precious, special
with their own
unique characteristics
and good qualities
Everyone's time
is valuable,
deserves respect
and consideration
No one is above
anyone else
We are all equal
All humanity shines
amongst each other
It is positive energy
to believe in
these principles and
live by them
as we are all
just here for
a short time
I don’t need a relationship, title or privilege to define me
I just need to find me
I am a golden sunset after rain
A warm light emerging from pain
Sometimes blue, sometimes gray
Forever changing and experiencing the array
I am Venus and I am Mercury
The stars, the Earth, and the Sea
I am everything and everyone
Consciousness belongs to no one
Everyone sang of your beauty, in words and poems, through rooms full of murmurs,
but you only heard my silence, where words needed no sound.
Everyone longed to see you, like darkness chasing the moon across the sky,
but you gave me the first light, a vision like a forgotten dream reborn.
Since you began to smile gently, with your gaze turned toward me,
this city has burned with flames reflecting in the mirror of my soul.
Those who didn't know I existed now see me and whisper my name softly,
as if I hadn't always breathed on the same streets, among the same shadows.
In the flow of my thoughts, echoes of light and darkness intertwine,
like a river of stars flowing through the valleys of an endless night.
And thus, in this silence full of unspoken words, I find you constantly,
an unwritten story, a song that resonates in a city burning with desire and mystery.
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