A yellow hard candy
Small gesture
How are you
Long time no see
Early morning mates
Before anyone else
Moments of care
Moments of noticing
A fleetingly passing
Web of being seens
Yellow Candy
Summer Rain
It won’t
It will
Ach it’s going to be okay
Humidity hits me
As I watch clouds growing darker
I don’t want to carry anything
I just want to walk
And so I do
Just me
Myself
And warm summer rain on my skin
It was okay after all
How are you?
I am
Scintillating between rage and relentless optimism
Rage against:
Injustice
Unfairness
Hate
Anger
Egomania
Ignorance
Self-righteousness
Spending too much energy on fruitless anger
Nothing to come off it but exhaustion
Drawing from deep within:
Light
Connection
Support
Love
Friendship
Stories
Art
Make the light stick!
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Not sure if this is still part of the poem or not ….
Stop being offended for the sake of satisfying self-righteousness
Your anger is not strength
It is fear compressed into tunnel vision
Strength is the ability to listen
To challenge your own worldview
To understand that the other
Holds as much worth as you
So you think your words aren’t worth?
Your worth was given at birth.
It is value you try to prove–if you must.
Trust the journey.
Every day you become more than you were yesterday.
Your life is worth.
Your humanity is worth.
Your smile is worth.
Your tears are worth.
Your pain is worth.
Your joy is worth … is worth the time and the space you inhibit.
Value is added.
What is it you want to give?
How do you want to serve?
Into the Wild Woods
The fox cackled
Loudly
The night breeze caught
A scent
The mouse quietly
Scuttled
The bat chased
Intent
The hedgehog clomps
Noisy
The night owl carries
Prey
And I stand still–a monolith
A wild-woman overlay
Avenger Angel
When I was made
Into blood and bone
My shield was lost
My sword was thrown
Came to in a place of
Water and stone
Which I was now
To call my home
My flaming sword
Whereabouts unknown
A burning drive
For justice grown
Sabre tooth tiger
I pace alone
Melting glaciers
Leaving loam
Sacrificed, reborn, consigned, the henge
Beware I will be back for my revenge
Projections
Fear
Projects condescension and spite
Grief
Projects anger and rage
Shame
Projects self righteousness
Guilt
Projects dehumanisation
The Projector burns holes into the slides
Self righteousness has been in too long
Truth
A new slide
Projected onto the narcissist
Desperate to quelch the flames
Mirror images are waiting
Alone
Mirages of former hope
Waiting
Dreaming
That one day
One day not too late
You turn
To look
Into
The mirror
Projections can be fierce both for the person who (often) unknowingly projects, as their perception of reality and relationships can be challenging to live with. And the projectee as they constantly are given aspects which are not part of their reality or identity. Becoming aware from both sides is important.
Parental Alienation
Interacting through art
The only way to be part
Warped realities thwart
Truth in love apart
Until you come into yourself
These are the times that’ll help
To plant your feet in kelp
Entangle your roots back to your self
That be the time you understand
The breadcrumbs leading across all lands
Where always meant to be the way home
Through tears and joy–back to blood and bones
That’ll be the days of brave
When standing tall within yourself is save
Went to see stepchild's graduation exhibition. The only way for dad to interact. PA was visious, aggressive, full of lies and warped realities. Don't know how many times I wished we understood PA earlier.
Don’t Quit
Never quit because someone asks why
Your weird and wonderful hobby
Dancing in the rain
Singing it loud
Hugging a tree
Talk to strange cats
Smell a flower
Buy more fabric
Buy more paint
Even if you don’t know the dress or quilt yet
Even if you cannot yet see the painting
Don’t let others’ ‘Why?’
Stop your joy*
*(Well obviously as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. Just in case you are looking for an excuse here.)
Forgiveness is not my job
Forgive her, him, them
What for?
Healing?
Pish!
Closure?
Posh!
Peace of mind?
Ha!
Let go
Let go of all that is not yours to carry
Shame, hate, pain, anger, violence
Send it back
Send it back
Return to sender
What's mine is mine
What's yours is yours
Don't fret
Ponder
Rumage
Let go
Set yourself free
But forgiveness?
Forgive yourself always!
Forgive them, him, her?
Not your job.
None of your business!
That his, her, their soul work to undertake
None of your business
Set yourself free
By claiming you
Your youness
Your power
Your light
Your strength
Your happiness
Unburden yourself
From carrying the weight of the perpetrator
It's not yours to carry
It's not your path to walk
They wanted you to
To join them in darkness
To join them in pain
To join them in shame
To follow their insanity
Just
Do
Not
Walk this path
Choose
Choose freedom
Choose your own path
And let go
You are not obliged to forgive
Send this back to
Them, her, him
Storyfae 