You could not walk away / and close the door behind you / but you did walk away… / without even asking / or smiling / or cursing….
You could not walk away / and close the door behind you / but you did walk away… / without even asking / or smiling / or cursing….
I fought a long battle against prejudice and ignorance!
that’s a collabration work with my friend / Neil Johnson’s awesome piece of art / Door To The World thanks you so much Neil!
I can jump / in this puddle of rain.
Darkness / in blue-black-plum shadows. / Night shadows, / looming loud ,with no sound … / falling / like Jacobs ladder . / One branch. / to a…
Inspired…
I dreamt I walked as men. With two arms, and two legs. No waddle, no dip-dip of the head – just upright and strong. I dreamt I walked …
We all have dreams…... PROMPT ST19 – BIRD / WORD COUNT 179
I continued walking until I came to the next building. / It was made of wooden slats, and from the doors I could tell it was a saloon of s…
A collaboration of art and writing in remembrance…
coppertrees and myself are connected to the ways of Nature, the cycles of life, the rhythm of the planets, stars and the Sun and Moon, and the collective energy of humans, animals and all the inhabitants of our planet and Universe overcoming fear, embracing change and living with appreciation and gratitude for each breath we take and each moment we are alive! / We are ALL ONE Tribe… Amazing Grace
It just waits for me, my old friend
Ours eyes; I believe mused our connection before the moment. / Walking towards you under instructions from my humanity, / I smiled at you…
We all know this moment when we meet a strangers look and we give of ourselves for that the small moment in time our love …...because that is the true essence of the human soul….to love. There are many in the world that live under the stronghold of some form of hatred, power, self seekers…...but you will find they still know what love is….even if they have forgotten what it felt like.
She who walks with the Wind, the name Spirit given / allowing a knowing of pasts and futures forgiven; A kinship with life and whirlwin…
A poetry play on words with 30 “WIN” words within playing with my spirit name ;)
Divine intelligence are we, who are free / humans progressively learning NOW to be Understanding the light that yearns to see / mirrors …
Innocence lost so very long ago it seems / childhood stolen from an ego of warped extreme A dogma perceived as superior to own / another…
written and inspired by “A Spiritual Walk” challenge to be shown on image
silent ritual of day’s opening / dawn fresh on our skins / we slip out of sleep’s embrace
every day a friend and i go for a run, / early in the morning. / we steal the sky. / jordan busson. 2 september 2009.
Tasting a rainbow of delicacy….
I stop. I listen. I hear. I taste. I walk on.
The straight edge of dawn’s loneliness cuts the pit / from the city street with a muted knife, pursuing / the nightingale with all the cu…
A poem I wrote after walking around NYC early in the wee hours of lonliness; it is so quiet there. I love that. Lots of time for reflection.
Lost without love’s touch / The sky was purple that day / September rainfall / Spicing the air in tendrils / Reminding me to choose life M…
This poem, in Tanka style, was inspired by a bmail conversation I had with a beautiful friend and is dedicated to her and to the love and support of friends.
there are many moons / in the essence of too far; / a total eclipse, / if one just sees feet. my skin expands with the heat / of my ancest…
This poem was inspired by:T.C Cannon’s painting entitled, Horse. / It is about “The Walk” or, one’s journey.
I did not know her in life but I was a part of her from long ago through the ages. I strained to hold back tears. I could see her so c…
May you always feel those around you who we cannot see. / —Judi /
I am naked now / Stripped of all self confidence / Nothing left to lose / There is no more heart to bruise / There is nothing left to take / ...
This was not an easy one to write. I write this from personal experience. I write it for all those who have lived through domestic violence or who have lost a friend or a loved one in this way or who are currently living with physical and/or mental abuse. They often go hand-in-hand. It starts subtly and is always followed by profuse apologies and usually escalates from there. Mental cruelty has many ugly faces too and is part of a control mechanism which is designed to reduce you to ashes by always making you feel inadequate and bad about yourself. Do not allow it. Furthermore, if someone is jealous of you it does not mean that they love you but quite the opposite. If they are always going out of their way to try and make you jealous of them, that is not love. When someone truly loves you they will edify you and your spirit, not taunt you or continually drag you down. They will never play games with you or your emotions if they love you. Recognize it when it happens and never let it get further than that. Get away. Get out before it crushes you. There is absolutely no excuse for physical or mental cruelty, abuse or violence. If you are dealing with someone who plays mind-games then you are dealing with the utmost immaturity. You only stay because you have a low self-esteem and you believe that you do not deserve any better. Do not delude yourself into thinking that you can ‘fix’ them or hope that it will all change because it won’t. You can never ‘fix’ someone else as that is a choice that only they alone can make, or not make. Have the strength to walk away and drag your self-respect behind you if you have to. Never play into the hands of being a victim. Take responsibility for your own life and your own future. Seek counseling and do whatever it takes to become a whole person. Always remember that two half people never make a whole person. You will recover; you will love and be loved again. Learn to love yourself and live to tell the story. This is your LIFE. This is your journey. Make it a beautiful one. You know that you can. When you open your mind / To the miracle that is you / You will find a deep well / Waiting there for you / When you open your heart / To the beauty that is you / You will sing a healing song / Of the love within you © JaneSolomon 2009 Music
the little shards of shell that stick to tender soles
musings for the day… . . written and posted November 9, 2009
Silver moonbeams fall / Lighting the way through the dark / To walk quietly / Holding all strength deep inside / See your lifelong dreams unf…
I write this for all dreamers and fellow travellers of the long and winding road, the manifesters of their own wonderful reality. Believe. Inspired by the beautiful Beatles song “The Long & Winding Road” ....... here
Light night walks in fields / Bound books and feeling cherished / Cherry pie and cream / Dreams of a boy called Danny / Oh to be there forev…
This is the first of a series I am doing on exploring the teen years. I am just choosing my most vivid memory of each teen year. / When I was thirteen I visited my Aunt Ellen in Warrenpoint in Ireland for twelve unforgettable weeks.
he walks amongst us / conquering innocent hearts.
Every line on my face / tells a story / one of hardship / and not one of glory. From bad luck / I now have no home / I walk the streets ...
I was inspired to write this poem after I looked at POP’s CanyonWinds image “Homeless Heart”
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