Showing posts with label prose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prose. Show all posts

Friday, December 4, 2009

Glimmers of Light


Instead of looking back with shame, guilt or embarrassment

look back and see

all the glimmers of light

you gave to others

all the expressions of hope

someone learned from you

all the truth your journey can bring

to those going through the same

things now


Learning from other's journeys is a gift! Let's share and learn!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Mirror




to look is to

feel for me

to feel is to see

to see is to notice

to notice is to care



Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Hope


Sometimes hope is right in front

of us

and all we have to do is

look up

and see it

could it have

been there all

along?

Monday, September 7, 2009

You


You are more brave than you think

sweet friend

no one goes through this life perfectly

it is not possible

the brave and the courageous

realize mistakes

then take off any masks

and admit them so that

somehow the mistake

can help others

once it is spoken

it no longer has power

over you

but has power

to help someone else

YOU are stronger than you know

and others will look

at you and get real

with themselves

and those they love


Kadi- you will get through this. I am proud of you and I love you.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

the Creative Onion


I seem to be at a creative block...not sure why

I am hoping to get out of it soon

In recovery programs they use the onion as an example

work on one layer at a time

my life seems to be like this

one layer at a time

hopefully, the next layer will bring

my creative energy back....

it will, I think

it always does but

I never like waiting

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Painting


It can be strange at times

seeing in pictures

The one I see now

is a road

with a heart at

the beginning

but I dont' see

where the road

is leading

maybe I will

try to paint it

today

Friday, July 24, 2009

the little rose cutting


I think when I am feeling low
I will look at this little rose cutting
try to bloom with what is there
amid stress or amid peace
even if we feel like we are
so small
we can still show beauty
we can still bloom as we grow
sometimes growing is painful
sometimes is is difficult
but this rose proves we can
produce beauty through
adversity

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Keep Going and Believing


The dream is there

for all to see

if something happens

and you become

distracted

or

you stumble

just listen and

redirect

get back on your

path and follow

your dream!!

Nothing can stop

you

if you BELIEVE!!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Having Friends


Friends
Friends are there to encourage us.
To help us when we are scared.
To love us, even though, they know us.
To be honest and real with us.
To hang in there with us....
and
To pray for us when our kids are having there tonsils out and we are freaked out!!!!
I am so thankful to all of my friends and I hope I can always be a good friend to you all. I love you all. :)

Thursday, July 9, 2009

The Layer


is there a way to understand

and not have an

underlying layer of sadness

so far

I try and try

to avoid thinking

about the layer of

sadness that is with

me

It is much easier to see

others and want to

help them

because I really

don't want anyone

to feel like I have felt

and sometimes feel

what I feel leads

to understanding

but I don't know

WHY

Monday, July 6, 2009

stillness



sometimes it still hits me
no matter where I am
or what I am doing
no matter how many
people are with me
or how many aren't
maybe it will never
leave
maybe that is okay
just the way it is
for me
I can still
breathe

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

The Organization of Writing Thoughts


Writing is like a prescription

I sit down

write what goes

through my mind

go back and read it

then I am completely surprised

that it makes sense

then I am even more

surprised

that anyone can

relate to it

but there is always

someone who

understands

this lets me know

there are others

out there like me

who write for

understanding

I pull what I write

from my heart

most of the time

buried so deep

I can't give it much

th0ught or it will

retreat again

Friday, June 19, 2009

The Box


sometimes no matter how hard you try

nothing happens

nothing can change and you

feel like you are stuck in a box

the box will move sometimes so

you think there is a way out

but there isn't

still there in the box

the way out is an

illusion

How does anyone

change this?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Behind My Eyes


You can find me way back

behind my eyes

I stay there

and observe

Much to learn

much to feel

when my goal

is

to be real...
I am learning to sketch with charcoal. This is really the first thing I have tried. The eye.

Monday, June 8, 2009

the Question


Sometimes it’s all in the question
the look in someones eyes
they need to know someone cares
we all need to realize
to show love to others
is easy if we try
just a heartfelt
”how are you”?
as they pass by

The Miracle of the Seed


It is amazing how a little seed


can make a beautiful flower


they just keep growing


until they bloom,


help people to smile and


bask in the miracle


of God's art

Friday, April 24, 2009

the Silence


Sometimes the silence makes me sad
I don’t know why
More fun to be had?
That’s not it
not fun for me
I am still searching
how to be
to be true
without any
falseness

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Missing Peace


When the rain hits the window

it is comforting

even though the sun is

more enjoyable

why does the rain seem

so familiar to me

maybe because it

makes me feel the

feeling that something

is missing

there is a peice of

the puzzle that is

just not there for me

maybe one day


note-writing is my way of working through thoughts in my head, I hope it can make some sort of sense to those who read it.

Right now, I am so thankful for child hugs!!! Nothing better.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Without Words


Sometimes there are things

that words can't describe

feelings that can't be

put into writing

they are there but

I can't really find

any words so

I stay quiet but

feel the need to write

anyway

to try to make sense

of things in my head

that do not make

any sense

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Puzzle


It is like a deep hole

in the middle is the

truth

it is hard to get to the

middle

lots of layers stand

in the way

once you get

to the middle

it is easy to

trust because

once there

one doesn't ever

get forgotten