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Anita Bauer Poem
California oceans live in my heart
driving along the familiar coast
From one city to another
signals change and meander
oh how those moments resonate
inside an ache of longing
The pelicans and seagulls
waves crashing along the sand
crowded piers and restaurants
surfers changing near their cars
Every beach is different
from Redondo to Huntington
Long Beach and San Pedro
and everywhere in between
Each place a blurred memory
haunting within like chimes in the wind
surely a part of me remains
somewhere along that old PCH
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Deeply, darkly, far and below
mysteriously does grow
from seed to sprout to branching limbs
trees climb upwardly through day and night
exposed to elements both hot and cold
years and ages and who knows how old
until purpose for man they offer their soul
Carefully taken from their place
the artist reveres their sacred state
hands rearrange carefully their shape
thoughts of love and beautiful intent
enter into their molecular grain
As above, so below
what is given to one
is give to all
Inhaling we take a mouthful of peace
exhaling warmly reflected moonlight upon our skin
glowing and knowing we have been blessed
nourished and flourishing here in this place
for the spoon of the moon is special indeed
tailored from wood that once was a tree
meandering branches have found us
from you to me sitting comfortably
encompassing encircling enchanting and free
as a scoop in a spoon of darkness exists
love from the moon to each one of us a gift
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A neighbor woman used to snarl and glare
I used to get so upset about her negativity
until one day while I was sitting alone
it hit me like a lightening bolt
to open my heart and send her love in my head
after that moment, everything felt better
In the past I have wasted time
trying to please others and trying so hard
I once let twenty years slip by
before the obvious opened my eyes
the hardest thing about life misspent
is learning how not to resent or complain
but accept and forgive one's self
there's no other to blame
Forgiveness is a divine act
but to forgive one must have been hurt
the most difficult thing to me has to be
knowing I forgive me
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Sending a boulder size clue with your name on it
specially marked package to the nincompoop
coming down fast from above
it's falling from the sky
gonna squish you like a bug
your silent treatment and attitude
opinionated, authoritative, ridiculous fool
everyone can see that all you are is rude
retract and coil up the power chords
unplug that man before he overloads
maybe puts a glitch in the circuit board
sending out this boulder size clue
be on the look out
this one's for you
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Monotone some would say
black and white this is true
but not like simple nothing new
sitting comfortably on the couch
a look of intensity
seriousness
as if almost reaching bliss
paws out front
haunches bent
tail forthright between two back legs
he slouches
upon his head he wears a mask
like a bandit
as he is named
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Close your eyes
And take a moment
Exhale all of your breath
Deeply on your next inhalation
Conversation fades to a blur
It's an autonomous situation
Keep all judgements at bay
In your hands a growing sensation
extending electric connections
both out and inwardly
Right now is all of your tomorrows
Right now is all of your yesterdays
You embody your existence
And are better than you just were
Remember on occasion
as you close your eyes
Exhale all of your breath
Feel your frequency lifting
and flow with the universe
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Rare but recurring
occasions of elation
extreme anticipation
spontaneous visceral grace
I am without hesitation
nor fear of interpretation
sheer exuberance it appears
causes me to wiggle, to jiggle
to bounce and to slide
I'm a bee, a bird, a butterfly
dancing as if once caged
and now free
this is the feeling
that comes over me
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Aren’t we all
at one time to someone
just as the world is round
unique and forthright
aspirations abound
aiming high with targets set
striving and relentless
eventually a proclamation said
how certainly profound
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A photograph of hues and light
a playground of swings to seat your butt
Quietly alone there empty and inviting
hung by chains under the A frame
At first glance one is small
taken back to elementary school
sounds of children yelling and playing
metal chains grind and squeek
higher and higher knees the lever
when at last climbing no more
the body flings itself into the air
From the perspective of today
the swings are empty
with no sounds to hear
but in the mind the act remains
we recall our time carefree
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When I remember to think of you
things are lighter and more smooth
Learning recently of obstacles
that have existed without my knowledge
awareness not a huge enlightening
grains of salt fill my suitcase
More than attempts I exercise daily
reinforcing positive thought behavior
My aim to avoid adding sadness to the world
to keep the light and spread the good
The smaller observances in daily life
things that glow and catch your eye
these are blessings and that is great
I am grateful and I will behave
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