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We sat through sixth-grade classes, we sat at lunch side by side, Laughing through the hallways, taking life in stride. Then came the quiet day you had to say goodbye, And years went rushing past as time was flying by.
Now high school's finally here, the halls are huge and new, And nothing feels as bright as being back with you. Two freshmen starting over, right where we left off, With every inside joke and every shared-in laugh.
You’ve always been the sweetest, a anchor in the storm, And now a brand-new chapter is starting to take form. With a baby on the way, a little light to guide, I know you'll be amazing with that sweet heart inside.
Just yesterday you handed me a gift I’ll keep in mind, My very first real phone, the best I’d ever find. It’s got a couple scuffs, a little beaten and worn, But to me it is a treasure from the day that it was born.
I’ve never had one of my own to text or scroll or call, And having it from you makes it the greatest thing of all. Through every shift and change, no matter where we roam, Having a friend like Avery always feels like coming home.
For all the Lightworkers and their loved ones. It's a challenging path but we'll get through it. Blessings, Love and Light.
We will always shine brightly like stars
By Michelle Morris
16/09/2024
Younger, I could do it all again
This starting over thing
Sometimes it seems to never end
Change is inevitable, darling
Remember that you
Always have a choice
Even when it doesn't feel like it
You can always use your voice
You're the next generation
I did everything to make it easier for you
And yet, it seems to be a complete failure
I kind of feel like such a fool
What was it that I sacrificed more?
Our Time and Innocence?
Or our Hope and Faith in Source?
Come now, come now; let's Pray and Believe in Miracles
Jaded is not a place I want us to end up
You know that optimism is contagious
Let's do our best to survive and thrive
Let's do our best to fight the demons every day
Nothing is ever truly lost to us
Although I know it often feels that way
So many opportunities and lessons
It gets more complicated by the day
I know the voices are screaming in our heads
And the silence is welcome every moment
But we can't bury our heads in the sand
We have to rise like a phoenix each time
All the Synchronicities and Signs
All the Angels that lay feathers on our path
All of Heaven is standing beside us
We are warriors in an army invincible
I know that you are feeling weary
And I can assure you that I do too
But the ordained path is wise and pure
We cannot forsake ourselves and the Collective
So much Good is created by us each day
The Light hunts the Darkness and wins
No matter how broken and bruised we feel
Heaven will mend our Hearts and Souls
Let's remember to stand strong now
Let's remember how powerful we are
Even when the Darkness tries to cover us
We will always shine brightly like stars
© Michelle Morris, 2024
I have many cousins that share my life,
There is Happiness, Sadness, and Grief holds the knife;
There is Love, Hate, Compassion, but oh yes, Chaos,
My cousin, Chaos can be mean and heinous.
Full of malice and often we have a face-off,
Unpredictable- wanting to ruin my life's mosaic;
Oh the mosaic of my journey has been chaotic,
Full of starting over and making myself a new oasis.
When I fall, I re-build sometimes quite robotic,
I go through the motions like a neurotic;
My cousin Chaos just laughs at me- smiling,
I try to ignore him and go on in a trance hypnotic.
My life shattered, full of deaths and tears, weeping,
And Chaos is clapping and full of words, lying;
Rush here, rush there, just be disorganized my girl,
Chaotic, confused thoughts, with a what to do feeling.
Many times I have known nothingness and had to unfurl,
Like a rose, unfurl my petals for yet another whirl;
Oh my mean cousin Chaos really tries to make me nuts,
But, I am a survivor and will forever swirl and twirl.
___________________________
May 26, 2016
Poetry/Rubiayat/"A Chaotic- World"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-795-732-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Today I'm starting over again
With yet another chance.
To broaden my horizons
Although my years advanced
My competition undefeated
Always likes to race
That ageless legendary man
With numbers on his face
I passed this way, before today
Traveling with him, my friend
But stopped to take a break, per say
Without informing him
Rerouting several hundred times
With shortcuts he's in sight
Determined this time to pass him by
Or least ways reunite
With a lot of focus and some hocus pocus
I will get there first
Unless, instead, I drop dead
And have to catch a hearse
The problem is we can't agree
Who decides the winner
But two things are certain
He ain't hurtin'
And cheaters are always the worst
written at age 60 during freshman orientation at college
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
I found you gal
And felt so grand.
I placed a bet
And played my hand.
But I was suckered
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
I still remember,
Way back when,
You upped the ante
Once again.
The stakes were higher
Than I knew.
I lost my soul
When I won you.
I’m gonna dry
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole
Left in my heart
So I can find
A brand new start.
I was so suckered
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
You had me fooled
For a few years,
Then I woke up
And drowned in beers.
Now clean and sober
I can leave,
And I won’t even
Stop to grieve.
I’m gonna dry
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole
Left in my heart
So I can find
A brand new start.
I was so suckered
By your bluff;
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
I find myself all alone
with no place to call my own.
Living off other peoples’ charities,
how did I let this happen to me?
It really wasn’t that far back
I had it made, that’s a fact.
The world was my oyster holding the pearl,
Miss Independent, a confident girl.
‘I don’t need anyone!’; least that’s what I said.
You think maybe I let it go to my head?
How did things get turned upside-down?
When did my smile turn to a frown?
Oh yeah, that’s right; I fell in love!
Man of my dreams sent from above.
As always, I dove in head first,
never thinking that I’d get hurt.
But he took my love, then cast me aside;
never caring that my heart had died.
So now I find myself all alone,
I can’t even give a dog a bone!
Now I just want to be free again
and not let my heart be ruled by a man.
I know I can do it, I've done it before,
and this time I want it even more!
I just have to be patient, it’s gonna take time.
I can’t let myself start falling behind.
And you know what? I’ve got all that I need
to make this plan of mine succeed.
I won't ever again have to feel alone.
Can somebody please give that dog a bone?
Sitting in an empty room it all begins to fit
The clarity comes rushing in more than I’d like to admit
The air is still and carries a familiar scent
The fragrant mix of failures and past torment
It’s simple really when I look from the outside
Of course I’d feel so run down surrounding myself with those who only lied
Yes, you must own up to all the wrong you have carried out and provoked
But you mustn’t assume all the blame when you were being tied up and choked
Acknowledge all the pain you have ever been through
Now use it to become something stronger, something anew
Please stop shouldering all the pain and letting it destroy you heart
Open up your soul to something happy and let the hurt depart
I think you’ll find that there is so much more to live for
So take your first steps and open that closed door
I’ll be waiting on the other side with open arms and a warm embrace
This can forever be your loving home and your happy place
Forest fires in Canada
leave a haze in Iowa
and I can’t help but think
of how they have consumed
the land.
As I go for a Sunday drive
a wall cloud of smoke
in the sky before me
hides the sun
but the river
is at my side
rippling reflections
of sky.
A voice inside says
we must embrace
before it's lost
as I count the miles.
I round a curve
and for a moment I see
the face of someone
I loved as she smiled,
a memory unveiled.
Yet I know
fires are burning
out west
a story played out
every year.
I look into my self
and feel assured
as the sun emerges
and opens the skies.
for every charred trunk
that falls a seed
left in its wake
God?
Love?
Surprise Surprise (Sweet Bird of Paradox)!
Mother?
How Do You Sleep?
I Found Out
Me - a Working Class Hero
I'm Losing You!
This once Jealous Guy
Now a ghost
to my grown Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Spirit Now lives
Tight A$ Steel and Glass Isolation!
Imagine? Nobody Told Me
I'm Moving On Borrowed Time
While Watching The Wheels go by!
Remember: John Sinclair?
My #9 Dream about Instant Karma of mine?
Whatever Gets You Thru The Night Woman!
Power to the People!
Hold On!
Grow Old With Me?
Give Peace A Chance!
Gimme Some Truth!
Ah…(Just Like) Starting Over?
Or going Cold Turkey?!
Post Thanksgiving demise.
Great Walls of Life
That Northern Wall in Chicago:
With high hopes and unhindered confidence, in early 1974 I was sailing free as a bird. I felt prepared for any and everything that would attempt my defeat.
Never doubting that I was the one; but it all changed when they said, “No!”
That Southern Wall in Mississippi:
Starting over in the Fall of 1974, I took me and mine, and moved several hundred miles away. Thinking I was a trail blazer, a pioneer; I planted my feet and planned to stay. The dreams I had and the visions I saw, fell far short. In the Fall of 1978, I said to my family, “It's time to go!”
That Western Wall in San Francisco:
I had already looked East and decided against the Big Apple.
‘On the road again’ became the story of my life before I ever heard the song.
Hitting the road a second time, across country I went. In 1978, I resettled 2000 miles away.
My expectations were lowered just a bit, but still I saw doorways to success.
However, it seemed that my chosen career continued to find me running in the rear. At first I was accepted and had broad appeal; hearts to me opened wide. After a few years with them, in 1982 a great opportunity for a promotion came knocking; but when I entered the door, they too said, “No”.
That Second Western Wall in San Francisco:
This time I did not cross the country nor even States, but just across town.
In the Winter 0f 1984, I thought that finally I had found a place of security with a bright future. However, two years in, and I was out, when they said to me, “It’s time for you to go”. Nevertheless, I have neither complaints nor regrets at all about any of my four walls.
Those walls helped to straighten me out when I was wrong.
While I was still young, those walls made me strong.
Sometimes, when feeling weak, worn, and small,
I think about those " 4Walls", and feel real tall
02192016 (PS Contest, "4 Walls" by C.T.)