Leave it to me
to climb the ladder to the high dive
look calmly at the blue waves rippling below
and jump in with both feet
only to realize once the cool water
envelopes me…
I can’t swim.
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haiku: winter
I made you my rain
your halo like the sunshine
your winter left me
New
Your voice
parts the clouds
Your light
makes me new
Hidden
Split and splintered
like weapons, words hurled
at once cut me off at the knees
down I fall silently
in a wood surrounded
by those with stronger roots
a crash heard only in my heart
bits of me
who I used to be
unfound and cloaked
in dust
River at night
Moonlight ripples
over fluid blackness
deep
mysterious
free
lapping against
rugged shore
cut raw
and jagged
with time
To be One
with you
flowing stretch
of infinite
liquid silver
dancing subtly
on black
illuminating
obscure destiny
You in me
as the river
in canyons
Of earth
Nightfall
In twilight
leaves of fire fade
to pallid shades of gray
the chittering of nightly things
replaces sounds of day
Old bones that lay beneath the dirt
of soon forgotten lives
no longer speak of earthly worth
but wither, shrink and dry
The box encases naught but dust
within a span of age
Prayers of the living
to entrust the souls
to God to save
One Springtime
Years have passed
But something about springtime takes me there
That place in time
To quiet nights with only you
and mornings waking to the birds
Singing their happy songs
To something I can only call hope
Today was one of those days
When something about the breeze
Or the clouds
Or the sounds
Took me back
It’s an easy thing to do
Remembering you
And also the hardest
Losing you…
Despite it all,
I am grateful and like the springtime
Hopeful
That I feel the sunshine
Caress my skin
And awaken springtime once again
In me
Silence
I don’t know when I decided
To believe
To drink deeply of the death
You spoke to me
Hold it in my belly like a gift
Feel its weight grow heavy
Heavy
Upon my beating heart
Stop
And make me silent as the grave
The dead don’t talk
They say
#blogvember, my challenge
My challenge to myself this November: write a poem a day exploring feelings, moods, observations and experiences I’ve had over the years. Every day, for thirty days. So far so good… http://www.golifely.com
Sometimes you gotta just deal
I’m trying to tap into some issues I’ve kind of pushed aside because I’ve come to a point where I need to purge. Sadness has been a big one for me. Even when the sun shines, in my world, the sky is overcast. There are people I miss, experiences I haven’t had the opportunity to fully appreciate or feel. I have a sense that I need to allow myself to mourn, and in the process come to accept that my life may not be what I dreamed or desired, but through it all, I am here. I am alive and I know what it means to feel deeply. I know what it means to love fiercely, even when the odds stacked against me crashed down with such force that everything I had was torn away. Life. It’s a ride and I’m trying to get to that place where even when I’m tossed around like a bag in the wind, I am grateful. It begins, for me, with letting go and being comfortable being alone.
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This isn’t where I imagined I’d be at 7
Barbie and her white dress with its lace and frills
Promised me a future of happy ever after…not this.
The one I dreamed when the boy with the brown eyes and crooked smile
Easy laugh and nervous, almost careful conversation
Took my heart and every beat after
He said I was beautiful
His
Love
No word before or since has ever warmed my bones so deeply and completely
A vow, forever
Even with you gone, I feel it
Truth is, there was always something greater than us
Neither of us could handle the weight together
Years later I’m still getting used it
The quiet left in the aftermath of a storm
Picking up the pieces left behind
Alone
Golifely 