Drenched, I awaken.
Heart pounds. Heat radiates.
Panicked. Not immune.
* written in haiku form, inspired by real events, prompted by Three Word Wednesday ~ Drench, Radiate, Immune
Aug 102011
I AM
Jul 212011
Night
was not my friend
devoured peace
entangled
Night was when wicked came
with belt or beer-breath
void of shame
Night was when vile emerged
taunting, haunting
pushed to the verge
Night was when the options, poor
ran through my mind
dared me to unmoor
Night was when I’d pray to sleep
Eternally
Forever deep
Night
That was then
This is
Now
We are friends
Made peace somehow
I am free
Me
*Revised after an excellent critique (see comments below) from Beth Winter at thoughtsofapatcheduptraveler.wordpress.com
Jul 062011
~ July 6, 2011 ~ Small Stone ~
Fishing toads from the pool
I AM grateful for the rains
Freeing them from underground abodes
…
*In the Sonoran Desert, Spadefoot Toads emerge from subterranean aestivation to breed.
They love my pool!
Jul 032011
“Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
~ excerpted from”The Summer Day“
by Mary Oliver
I will not falter,
Crater or fail.
I have big plans
I AM not frail.
I shall prevail.
~
I plan
To live big, know my mind, speak my truth
Love beyond limit
Be both proper and uncouth
I plan
To embrace opportunity, chance
Create family, joy, romance
I plan to live long, or perhaps, to live short
Really ~ who knows?
But regardless
I plan
♥
To embrace,
Knowing
I chose
This
Way
This wild and precious wonder.
No regrets
Jun 272011
In the garden I AM reminded
My role is to love
My charge ~ to accept
When I embrace my divinity, I recognize my humanity.
In my humanity, I recognize yours
Francis was right…
Console ~ Understand ~ Love ~ Give ~ Forgive
Then move on
Move up
Toward Light
Lightness
Enlightenment
As it was alway meant
To Be
I AM currently reading The Reluctant Saint ω The Life of Francis of Assisi by Donald Spoto. It is, indeed, enlightening.
Make me a channel of your peace. Where there is hatred let me bring Your Love. Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord. Where there is doubt true faith in you. Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, to be loved as to love with all my heart…