Boarded up, shut off from light, from view. Chains on the door and no one new.
Take down the shutters, cut away the chains, sweep up the gutters.
Let the light in and just begin to see what awaits,
when at first internal peace inflates.
That open room, we’ve swept out with the loving broom.
will remove the gloom.
We’re making progress with our new Galaxy S3. It’s not so threatening anymore, and the apps I’ve installed are helpful. Tonight at our grandson’s track meet (he came in third in the mile) I grabbed a few pictures and even emailed them to a couple people. I voiced the text for the email.
Let me tell you how much fun I’m having. My husband is happy if he can just make and receive phone calls and access his voice mail. So far so good.
A wall closet in a residential house in the United States. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
fading reflections , translucent dreaming
reality stricken days continue scheming
seeing future images , always out of reach
toxic living , places , I need to appeach
reunited , with the ghosts from childhood
walking around now , where I once stood
skeletons in closets , overflowing with want
my futures restraint , they try to taunt
staring straight ahead , jagged cracked paint
wishing for free thinking no more mind constraint
vision of my mother , softly crying in her room
side-way windows, feeling trapped in his tomb
light shining through , this hole in the wall
all of life , futures goal , has all been forestall
now looking back , finding the reason
trembling for truth , It hits me like poison
I look for the hole , its all fixed and new
feelings are mending as I”m pushed through
Freethought (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
They will be hiding in the Garden
Fresh Fish
Have you heard about Brown’s Seafood?
Pretty popular place to eat Seafood.
On this day the patrons seemed to get more than they
had come for. We pulled up to get a bite to eat and had forgotten
about the Full Moon and High Tide. We had the 4×4 truck
and would have been fine except I found myself refusing to wade through
THAT to park and go in and eat.
I know you thought I was Fearless
I'm just a drop of water in the ocean
of our love,
Tossed around, following the current day by day.
I admire the whales, the sharks and their fish,
I see the damages of trawl nets...
I cry for the lost beauties, hidden treasures,
boatmen's money
And the dead bodies in the heart of the night
Drowned by their illusion.
Troubles follow me
No matter which way I go
Blessings hide in them.
Life in a T-shirt,
pyjama bottoms or jeans,
hair tied in a band.
You see that I have now become obsessed
with poems on September tragedy,
with thoughts I cannot easily digest.
Our nation’s equanimity was stressed
when enemies went on a killing spree.
You see that I have now become obsessed,
and cannot shake the shadows that oppressed
a day with death, the air full of debris.
Those thoughts I am not able to digest.
To tell the truth, whoever could have guessed
that USA would be their designee?
You see that I have now become obsessed
with processing the fact that their flight test
took place in schools right here. Then they’d break free.
These thoughts I cannot easily digest.
No, we would not surrender to arrest.
Yes, we stand strong, proclaims our lit marquee.
Although you see that I have been obsessed,
I write to process thoughts that won’t digest.
I know your courage has worn thin
It’s hard to face another day
And unknown things that lurk within
~~~
But listen to what I will say
Get out of bed and lift your chin
Our God will always make a way
~~~
Remember all the good there’s been
And let the hope within you stay
Today’s the day you must begin
~~~
If worries, at the cross you lay
And all your sorrows that have been
For which our Savior died to pay
~~~
Just let go of your fear and sin
He’s with you always, come what may
His love you did already win
Coffee. Coffee coffee coffee. Coffee from Kaoss, enough said.
