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Winter COLD, Sunshine Expected
THE ICE AGE
I have many
Clear reasons why,
I am left out in the cold, still smiling,
But I am sure that you do not have time,
To hear them all. After all: it is cold,
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To give you just
A hint of why,
I freeze so solid, over-taken by,
Feelings of iciness and solitude,
I will break the ice to explain to you:
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I am guided
Most surely by
A much different goal, and mood than many,
Like most: the ghost, the god(s), but not the penny,
Spirit fast or slow, it’s all that I know,
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I have much to
Still think about,
That can make day-to-day trials so plain,
Love the days with work, healthy with no strain,
I feel at sometimes I fall steps behind,
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And left to chill
I thought too long,
Tried to meet social norms and protection,
Cared too much, maybe strived for perfection,
Almost always good, not what really could,
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Be to get through,
And to connect
With those of you, one of you, the ones who,
Bring me to warmth past this icy threshold,
In company, or isolation cold,
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I am frozen
Because I care
More about the truth, if it has more use,
Than each social front that may go against
Values and love . . . I smile to reduce angst,
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Or just because,
I am happy,
To strive to prove love, warm light from above,
Cool meanings inside, my friend does confide,
May be out in the cold, but my answers are bold
For those opposed: Please comment.
(or in agreement, questions? – any comment would be nice)
I like honesty. It is an undervalued trait. It is unusual that we have to fight to be true, and that being truthful can also create great conflict. Sometimes: expression of the truth in inappropriate. In some business, or social interaction it is NOT cool to bring up truth. I mean: use common sense, but clearly it is not appropriate to blurt out something that offends or affects another person or party negatively – no matter how true it is.
Truth of the matter is: I have run into problems at times because I am being true to myself. I am glad to take on and follow through on all my important responsibilities. I have run large construction projects, taken on new volunteer work and kept a family normally happy and healthy. I work hard. We need to contribute, but it is also our responsibility to take care of our own interests and health as well. Lying to be part of a malfunctioning system is not healthy for me. We will see if being more blunt will have a better effect.
This poem is a bit more dramatic maybe than it needs to be, but the main idea is strong and real.
Prayer for peace
Well, I will admit this is inspired…
My friend sings a song about ‘o Lord, give me strength’, and she is not religious!! It is catchy to me, and makes me wonder if even those of us who claim not to be religious have a little bit of hope from spiritual help inside them.
These are big questions. I would love to hear comments, but I won’t hold my breath!
(BTW: meant to be taken with a grain of salt)
So over a glass of red, I write:
Striving for Peace, Co-operation and the Will to See it Through
Give me strength, my Lady,
My lady, give me strength,
When I feel your presence,
I will find ways to hold on through the years,
Outside: almost everything,
Our world, environment,
Earth, water, and sky,
Fire…
Our thoughts reaching far beyond,
Intricate complexities,
Give me strength, my Lord,
Oh Lord, give me strength,
When I feel your presence,
I will find ways to hold on through the years,
Outside: boundless and infinite,
Creatures small, and massive,
Trees climbing so high,
Higher:
Skyscrapers, reach far beyond
Intricate architecture,
Give me strength, my Lady,
My lady, give me strength,
Inside, what we are born with,
Our form is learned and taught,
Pure blood, bones and brains,
Flesh,
Each humble shape, begins meek
Elegant metamorphosis,
Give me strength, my Lord,
Oh Lord, give me strength,
Inside, we are given strength
Each of us has talents,
Sights, sounds, and bodies,
Thoughts,
Driving movements start so meek,
Elegant solution
pocket of peace
Fast is the freedom, forever I run,
Chasing the leader, so quickly I’m done,
I stumble to find a pocket of peace,
The goal I was after made me captive,
Now I chase new dreams, and feel like I’m free,
Just stopping it seems, to find what can be,
Ignoring all that’s insignificant,
And trivial, indignant hypocrites,
Lost is the loneliness, last time I checked,
No limit on time, when I can reflect,
I am rushing to hear all that you say,
Tuning in for treasured moments with you,
Gold and platinum music, your cherished voice,
Friends, family, free populations rejoice,
A race is charged and changed by each new chance,
To get it all together and stand true,
Fast is the freedom, left me at last fall,
Luminous leader, can you hear the call?
Never heard it until I stood outside,
Learned from the sky and became more grounded,
Beside the nights, I fought hard for the days,
So we could be true friends all hours, always,
Nothing is seen as insurmountable,
Or impossible – just as we agreed,
If we falter we will reframe our goals,
Optimism will stay, charging our souls,
What if we should fall deep into trouble?
And in doubt on the outside we will stand,
Life we will live in the world we rebuild,
With our work and labour, hope must be filled,
Love leads my steps as I still long for peace,
Freedom and friendship just around the bend
Companionship Rules
One of the biggest aspects of our lives is the social aspect. Some of us manage just fine being independent, and don’t mind being alone for long periods of time. I think that is more of an exception. Most people crave some social interaction and some people cannot stand to be alone at all. I think that we can endure solitude much better if we have an active imagination, and can learn to enjoy mindfulness and thinking to ourselves. This is a poem that looks at companionship and how soul mates may always be close. When we meet someone, there is a reason for it – however powerful or not that may be. To me this is a concept about spirit: soul mates connecting in time – two personalities at least temporarily brought together as one.
Companionship Rules
Healthy day with my most terrific friend,
Scenic view from the modest terrace ledge,
Rambling on about great stories of mine,
Making dinner at the best time to dine,
Hedge is taller – I can’t see my neighbour,
It’s just the season, I’m sure we’ll share more,
Chance meeting one day is a telling sign,
So, how are you doing? Thank-you: just fine!
Watch as the moment travels with the sun,
Through all night and through all of the weather,
What difference does it make, in the short run?
Whether we are alone – or we are together?
It’s clear to me that companionship rules,
But it’s hard to find peace with each other,
At times, being our own best friend is cool,
More nice to hear the voice of a lover,
The streets, a town, the city speaks of friends,
So close that the connection never ends,
The greatest of plans must start in one place,
On phone, in text, or expressed face to face,
Closest partners, discuss how they have met,
Rivers of stories, we’ll never forget,
Each one of us can share this moment – right?
Hearing ourselves: all day and then all night,
How could it ever stop – this strong feeling?
You’re close to me, you’re the source of healing,
Just in the meantime, our closest love waits,
Everyone should know – we all have soul mates.