Good Morning my Worries
You are back so I see
I hope you are well rested
and ready for battle
because today I will fight you
and will kick your behind
Tag: <span>poem</span>
A Litany for Survival
For those of us who live at the shoreline
standing upon the constant edges of decision
crucial and alone
for those of us who cannot indulge
the passing dreams of choice
who love in doorways coming and going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
futures
like bread in our children’s mouths
so their dreams will not reflect
the death of ours;
Louis Amstrong was right when he sang, “What a wonderful world.” This world is a great place and we, the ones who are occupying this beautiful planet, we are blessed with being different. How boring would it be if we would all be the same?
We’re all bound by certain forces
The same as any one
Step out of the shadows
My little one
I was born in the alps in a small village, between Austria and Italy and the Adriatic Sea, even though it was only a 3-hour drive, seemed to be a million miles away from our farm. I had seen pictures and I couldn’t wait to see it real. Finally, we drove down toward Venice and I stood on the beach and looked at the ocean. As much as I loved the mountains, I felt drawn to the sea as well; I loved the water.
“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson
There are so many lost, alone and confused souls searching for answers and reasons why their lives seem so out of control. Imagine where we all would be without hope?
The heart will lie for its own happiness,
if true or false, only when the soul is at peace
that’s when the heart is truly happy.
The Ladies’ man
All eyes turned to look when he came into the room
They were rewarded with a smile that made them feel special
His hungry eyes searched the room, taking in everything
We all knew there was no loyalty present in his heart
“You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.”
Danielle LaPorte