bravery

Dec 212011
 

I AM letting go

The time has come

 

Morning realization

This is done

 

I AM moving on

Though filled with love

 

Dawning here and now

Clear, from above

 

I AM placing faith

In you and yours

 

Capable of choice,

Successes, more

 

I AM opening fists

And opening heart

 

Letting what comes next

Lessons impart

 

I AM freeing you

And freeing me

 

To live and learn and love, now

Judgment free

 

I AM shunning fear

To let love bind

 

Illuminate my soul

Heart, psyche, mind

 

 

Aug 242011
 

Soar, eat ether,
see what has never been seen,
depart, be lost,
but climb.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay

 

Like Vincent, Charles, Oscar, Paul, and Henri
I AM tempted to soar
~ surprising none more than me ~
Via Absinthe

Conservative, risk-aversive, straight-narrow, certainly
I’ve a craving for ether
Yearn to rise up and see
What’s never been

Fear of departure, lest forever lost
I analyze hazards
Consider all costs
Of climbing

And I choose

 

 

Vincent van GoghCharles BaudelaireOscar Wilde, Paul Verlaine, and Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec were all known drinkers of absinthe.
 ether ~ a : the rarefied element formerly believed to fill the upper regions of space b : the upper regions of space : heavens.

Jun 282011
 

Photo by Kim Nelson, Florence, Italy

God spoke,

“Go on, now. Do it. I gifted you. Be brave.”

And as she always had done,

She listened and obeyed.

She left that breaking place,

But then old fears set in.

She thought, “How to begin? Within?”

Alone.

~

“You’re not.”

He spoke again.

~

“Identify your heart’s desire.”

“You’re God. You tell me, sir.”

“You’re god, too; and I trust you.

Choose your path, my dear.”

“I want a shoppe

Mine, bottom to top

Where evil dare not enter in.”

“Good plan,” He said, “Lambkin.”

~

So she and God,

They found a space

She made it perfectly her place.

Called it “The G Spot,” after Him.

He was amused.

Evil ventured not in.

Win ~ Win

May 112011
 

These days

Should you manage

To conjure ‘nough courage

To forbid what’s rightfully mine

You’d see

I’ve grown, matured

Overcome and endured

Blessed by love, education and time

So don’t make me brandish my weapons

Old foe

You will not survive

*inspired by Three Word Wednesday ~ Brandish, Forbid, Manage