Tag Archives: dream

All Planned Out?

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Painting: Lee Matuga

I have awoken to music,

Hints of my dream frame life,

Just peripheral – the drive of my dream may never be realized…

I understand my goals, but they are frozen in time,

Only a few drops of purity drip down into what I know,

How do I break through?

Where is the passage?

Is it behind closed doors?

Or a blur in distant lights?

Am I through now and trapped only by doubt?

I think it all just takes time,

Clinging on to what we can,

We must seize the moment,

Savour the sweet and remit or spit out the bitter,

Build success thorough accumulating advances,

Integrate dreams with hard-work, good luck and patience,

Until we can make our stand and it all joins the plan,

Destiny driven by fragments of dreams,

The work ethic in free-will,

Guided by pure chance,

Creating fluid experience that should by all rights be a happy balance,

A project for all

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Voice of a Loon

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When you learn that the world is mystical,

Dealing with science creates enigma,

Without worries, life may seem whimsical,

But creative fires smoke with stigma,

When praise embraces the smudge of the cloud,

We are enabled to feel clean and proud,

A message may come through quiet or loud,

Yet others must strain to get past the shroud,

Through morning fog we hear the crying loon,

Like songs we hear meaning behind the tune,

Just a bird or does it join in your dream?

Life and art may change, seen through rising steam,

Advances, grandeur, the modern day’s plan,

Pure truth still taught by an ancient shaman

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,

——-

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

Seizing Opportunity

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Everyone expects it, in time: Change,

Like an eagle swooping out of the sky,

Grasping a meal, and seizing the future,

For the prey: life’s cycle comes to an end,

A final consequence of the action,

The eagle’s life is perpetuated,

I cannot be sure if I will rejoice

In the new day, high on top of the world,

With energy building, I see so far,

Or does the dream stop now? The tables turned?

With a great need for change, this idle life

Of the prey: a missed opportunity,

A form that may surely appear again,

But now has faded into the moment

 

 

I started writing this about the two paths that you can take at any given time.  Either way there are consequences – as we edge forward to reach our goals.  Missed opportunity can be a drag, but in some ways it could help us build for the future – make us hungrier.   In my opinion it helps your spirit to be optimistic.