April 10, 2014

sweet clarity

sweet clarity
at once concrete
then like running water

i catch a glimpse
cannot grasp

make excuses

you know every time
i think i should write it down
i should

because i forget
despite everywhere reminders

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i still feel out of sorts
out of alignment
with the seasons

does this happen?
as we age and take up more space?

i've heard time spins faster
but i always imagined i could keep up

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i found an old collage
i think about from time to time

i'd been looking for it recently
thought perhaps i'd thrown it out
in some fit of being a better me
now, in the present tense

i didn't think i'd ever have parted with it
but knowing that some partings aren't chosen
i stopped searching

last week as i pulled into the garage
i saw my old art portfolio
against the wall
by my car door
where it's been since the move

behind it, the collage
 started ten years ago
i'd been wanting to finish it

and so it begins

girl in circles






above the girls it reads: here's to women waging peace
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being peace
daily struggle
my children, my guides

learning the lessons of reflection
mirrored by all

last moontime i realized
that some most all external discord
is caused by internal disharmony

and even though i often feel alone,
adrift, out to sea with no anchor
it is up to no one but me to reel myself back

again
and again

learning to ride the waves
and kiss the tide
the reluctant gift of self-reliance

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1 comment:

thanks you for making a connection. all comments and feedback are like little sprinkles of starshine!

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