a softer gaze
{ancient muses whisper and flitter as honey pours and waterfalls giggle}
some of us never grow old, for crow's feet are unlike tree rings. the joy is voluntary, the memories like balm. you can never grow old is your spirit is young.
i mold visions of you in my mind and from my hands, your likeness shifting with every pinch and nick of clay. i think i know that it’s not you i want, but what you became under my vigilance.
smooth, unwounded. without baggage, unhuman.
true strength
True strength cometh from within.
It isn't something you obtain overnight,
just like physical strength.
True strength is your ability and capacity to adapt to and with change, physical or mental.
When tough times come,
can you last,
or do you give up halfway,
saying,
"I can't do it."?
True strength is to be able to stand firm and grounded in your convictions,
no matter what other people say,
you have to stay strong and firm,
to be non-conformist.
Do you give in to peer pressure?
Will you jump of a bridge just because everyone else does it?
Or is it because you just want to?
True strength is bound together with compassion and love,
in your soul,
held in your conscience,
Compassion will give your heart the burning ardour and passion
to stay strong,
to keep your head high because you are doing the right thing,
with nothing to be ashamed of,
to help people,
to lend them your strength.
Do you step out of a queue
to help a little girl who just fell down on the street,
do you hold out your hand to her,
wipe away her tears,
and say it's alright?
True strength is humility,
to step down, steep down lower,
to someone of a lower rank,
to accept and own up to your mistakes.
True strength is admitting that you aren't perfect,
that you can be improved,
that your way isn't always the best.
Do you think you are better than everyone on the damn planet,
or do you know that you can't always be the best and grow up?
True strength is to acknowledge the strength of your opponents,
to congratulate them to their success,
to accept loss and failure with grace.
Do you cry when you lose to someone else?
Or do you know that you are fighting against yourself,
and yourself alone?
True strength is keeping with your promises,
do what you say,
say what you'll do,
follow out with a promise no matter how hard.
You had the guts to make a promise,
keep it,
if not,
plain and simple,
you are a coward.
True strength is many things.
Shelter in Place
Just when I thought
the Sun had betrayed me
to shelter in place
somewhere deep in grey clouds,
her sweet kiss
brushes my shoulder
and wakes me from a restless night of sleep.
The shadows make way
for her gentle sweeping hand
golden
across my face.
I smile.
She keeps me company
and I drink in her warmth
and nestle in the neck
of her yellow light
and I’m reminded
of patience
and blue skies
because she always comes back.
She always comes back.
Absence
I never needed a spirit world-
His absence is felt in every space.
Ephemeral but vivid, I see him in the mirror.
Is it okay to enjoy things?
Small things I like vanish.
Games we played, I can’t play without him.
Occasionally I feel I’m not alone.
No corner of this house is without memories.
Empty room; inexplicably locked from the inside.
-until now.
Answered prayers
Answered prayers
Folks say, God, doesn’t answer prayers
Let me show you how he answers
Lucas Emery Richardson 1 in 4,000
Was born with omphalocele at 10:44 am
The journey of becoming an overcomer
Started as days passed by, the warrior
Spirit kicked in to fight for life
Born 7/29/19 as time passed omphalocele
Is loosing the strong hold on life
Now being able to eat baby food
As of May of 2020 will be the day
Of being able to drink a bottle
Threw this amazing journey God
Has stayed by this angels side
Who will be able to one day tell his
Story of not only being a survivor
But an overcomer he will
Be the miracle child to show
God does answer prayers on his time
By Jet
Dreams of illusions
walked into where my love was
My loves mom was there for a brief second my love said it was over I had to leave
I asked her to wait till money could be gathered I turned around to go for a walk to clear my frantic mind as I was walking there was a man In front of me wearing what appeared to be a green coat there was a feeling of comfort with this man as I tripped and grabbed him I remember saying to the man I was sorry for grabbing you I said I almost fell so I reached out and grabbed you to catch myself from falling the man said it was okay I understood no worries after that I sat up in bed very quickly hoping it was just a dream of illusions I went out on my porch to smoke a cigarette I cried as I saw the snow falling from the sky praying this is not my destiny that it was all Just dreams of illusions
By Jet
my first equestrian experience
Five hours ago, I hugged a mare, flinging my arms around her huge neck. I was looking into her eyes, beaming with an astonishing intelligence, feeling her whole body exuding the might and swiftness that give you reassurance and confidence.
No words can do justice to the experience.
a bunch of slightly sad stuff
I'll bet you $10 that right now
there's a guy dipping his Banquet Dinner
chicken fingers
in the brownie that it comes with.
I bet he's got a system where he knows
how long to microwave it
so that instead of a sponge
it comes out like sludge
and it's prolly the best part of his day
I'll bet you $10
that there's a balloon in the air
somewhere.
With a note taped to the side
words that will never be said
and that those words actually mean something
special.
I'll even bet
on a cigarette
in the mouth of someone who just quit.
And in that guy's head
is dopamine and dread
cuz he knows this one isn't
his last.
There's probably someone
driving their car,
and singing along to the raido
with conviction and pride,
all of which dies
when they pull up to someone
with their windows down.
'course I don't have the cash
so don't take me up on it.
I just spent my last
on a coffee
from the gas station.