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Something in Between

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I wrote this poem in the 1990’s. It reflects the mystery I felt in my life, the uncertain power and the heavy music.  Allusion to Black Sabbath here.

Something in Between

Sky is endless black, and the stars are forever bright,

My eyes fill with fire burning in the night,

Dancing demons, or singing angels,

These timid strangers lead to unseen danger,

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My mind drifts deep as I close my eyes tight,

My body falls asleep as I’m pulled into the night,

Spirits fly high, but my body waits below,

I fight to free my soul, with everything I know,

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I use my love to conquer all fear,

I have gained control, so I am safe here,

Now I lie awake, but my dreams seem real,

The sun, the moon, the stars – all have my seal

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Sky is endless black, and the stars are forever bright,

My eyes fill with icy fire burning in the night,

Dancing demons, or singing angels,

These timid strangers lead to unseen danger,

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My mind drifts deep as I close my eyes tight,

My body falls asleep as I’m pulled into the night,

Spirits fly high, and our friends wait below,

I fight to raise our souls, with everything I know

Circles of Power

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Loud ugly warrant echoes in your head,

Dark symphony with the heavy pretense,

Was it me or you that misunderstood?

Anger appeared just like our hunger should,

Cause when I hear it time after time,

Blood starts boiling, even with focussed mind,

Who has the right to be a hypocrite?

Give your head a shake and think about it,

If you had the time, would you show more reason?

This dimly-lit circle, filled with treason,

Is it all in my head? I don’t think so,

Where does the truth lie? We both think we know

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In a power imbalance, sometimes empathy becomes more difficult – from both sides. Empathy can be overlooked when one in a power imbalance is reaching for a subjectively ‘greater’ goal.  This can seem like hypocrisy, and definitely create misunderstanding.   When we feel like we are on the receiving end of this, we can become bitter.  It is also easy to exaggerate the fault of others – when it is affecting us.

What I am alluding to in this poem, is that when you are all about certain values – it can cause a misunderstanding and anger when you appear to go against those values, and perhaps even unknowingly cause others grief in the process.  Yes, I’m angry today, but it will soon fade away. (It has faded away, realizing that it was just my perspective that caused a misunderstanding). In my opinion: forgiveness is absolutely important (but not so much that it makes you vulnerable).

Message: Practice what you preach.  Stand by your values – especially when preaching them.  BUT especially: Don’t lose site of empathy, yet be prepared to find it difficult at times.  Funny how the comfort zone that you create for yourself can even blind you to your own preaching and equality.  Often this is just a part of human nature?  We work hard for our goals and values, but when it is time to rest: sometimes we may lose sight.  Still, there is no excuse to ignore others if you have the resources to pay attention.

If you have worked hard and with consideration for your own quality of life: you deserve it!  If you can maintain health, and quality of life- and still can reach out to help others – there is no excuse not to.  We do need to make choices in how we spend our resources.  We can not lose sight of that, especially when we are trying to understand others.  Also: in a time of need, we must hold on to patience, be strong and be diligent in improving our own life and whenever possible, help other lives.

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Forgive my stare, with no apprehension,

Your song each day invites my attention,

When you fly up so high into the sky,

I can’t climb up no matter how hard I try,

Don’t mind my haze, the fog down on the ground,

I wallow for days, when I can’t hear a sound,

Then uplifting moments as your voice chimes,

The dark hours melt into better times,

Forget the gloom that can silence the earth,

Your sight and sound, increase all of its worth,

Distinct beauty – it seems to be so rare,

Something in your quick glance says that you care,

When you look this way, then this is my day,

The sky blue or grey, For your music I pray

The photograph is connected to the sonnet, but this is not the main relationship that I refer to. 🙂

Bridges

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Oh well, what the hell can you do?

We had to burn a bridge or two,

Wake up ancient changeling,
Come see what the day brings,
Your mood will appear strong,
Can we hear your sweet song?
Generations of love,
With such strength from above,

Are we on the right side,

What does the future hide?
Spiritless culture frowns,
Bringing the faithful down,

Had to leave them behind,

Our efforts are still kind,
Patiently we will wait,
And hope it’s not too late

Latent content?

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This is the second sonnet I wrote this morning.  They are connected (see in the blog below this one). We all pout and are gaudy sometimes. Hate to be misunderstood.

 

Each of Us (Making an Impression)

All that we know – surely shaped by our brain,

Much of life truly trained by our body,

Some may fight in streets in the pouring rain,

One of us pouts and preens and is gaudy,

What may change is the view – last in line smiles,

Material world does not capture all,

Giving up what they knew, lost the fine styles,

Latent content is where most of us fall,

Sudden shift for some –  happens all the time,

Try to shake it up a bit more each day,

The trickle down – it comes right to the dime,

How fair to ignore concerns far away?

One chance to make an impression on you,

Sometimes – not a single thing I would do

Freudian Trials

 

A sonnet that I wrote this morning.  This is about sharing views and news without misunderstanding the truth of each complicated personality.

 

So Blue

 

Each day the news arrives at your front door,

Out to recycle when the day has passed,

The headlines all change, but you are hard core,

Your understanding of the world will last,

My own perspective is great from up high,

But I can still see what goes on beneath,

It’s clear to me, that just sometimes words lie,

Today feels like I got kicked in the teeth,

Cruel Freudian slips, the kind that sink ships,

Distort truth, and leave me out on the range,

Great psychology tips, can’t stop my lips,

My read of manifest content is strange,

It’s not always that way, I can think too,

Maybe the reason I don’t feel so blue

 

 

Dragons in Economy

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Painting: Lee Matuga

This is a bit of writing about how hard it is to find the job you need, and what we can do to remain in a productive balance of looking for the right job while not getting eaten up by the other entities that  challenge us.

The system changes and we play catch up,

When it stays the same, we will bitch and moan,

Technical advances – then the gigs up,

Mighty dollar cannot be overthrown,

Revolution rises and then is crushed,

Each of us a dragon guarding treasure,

Fire-filled face with buried fear is flushed,

Chasing prey till weakness is in measure,

New wave hits, so we challenge what is wrong,

No wasted chance – each must find ways to win,

Karma always waiting – forever strong,

Thousands of years today: end and begin,

Is it fair to sit back, enjoy the day?

Wait for fate: try not to suffer away?

Spirit Resources

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Picture taken by my Dad

What’s up?  Fill the cup,

Who is hotter?  Pour the water,

Busy God is no fraud,

Do you see pain?

When you bring rain?

Off by miles, flooding trials,

Overloaded, People-goaded,

Multi-tasking, Reptile basking,

Need the sun,

So we can run,

Creatures sensing, Resource-tensing,

Overriding, Spirit-guiding,

Chance unlocks, Paradox,

Human race,

Ancient face,

What’s down? On the ground?

Who is lying?  Science trying,

People fight for what’s right?

Do you share your views?

When you win or lose?

A Complete Game

 

Looking back now, this writing has changed a bit, but it is about modern communications, (phone, pc, etc.) and making a complete game.
This is my poem… Or at least I’m about to write it:

Breaking into Opportunities

Connection… In a heart beat,
Life-changing decisions travel down copper and glass channels,
Wires and fiber-optics,
What the Hell did I say?
Words and impressions ricochet:
I was really out there at the time,
Out on a limb, on the wire, connected…
A great understanding came over me,
And I paddled up the raging river of information,
Driven into another person’s perspectives: detailed programs,
Finding another rival,
Maybe a partner,
Combination – corner pocket,
In the middle of the game:  Making unheard of shots,
Forcing a difficult opportunity to win or lose,
A series of plays, a combination pushing opportunities into a complete game,
Win or lose,
Rack them up

Casting words

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It has been a while since I posted, so I whipped this together…  Basically it is about a bit of uncertainty and getting hopes up.  There is an undertow that is welcome and leads to opportunity.  Working to remain optimistic and build on confidence.

It may seem to you:  I strut on heedless,

This week, I’m walking on pins and needles,

Sure of the next step, since there is no choice,

Unsure of what lies beyond that – Your voice

Promises chance, unexpected seed spills,

A decision made – that changes free wills,

These fast words to me are more than mere toys,

And your quick change of heart really annoys,

Just cast aside, caught in a branch downstream,

Line tied around the swamp grass and a reed,

More keen on the bait that is still moving,

Seems I swung my lure too far in a dream,

Background music that suggests I succeed,

Opening doors, things are still improving