Poem Combing

I was browsing through some poems, looking for perspective and insight.  Sometimes I feel like my writings can be words for my future self to check back in and be uplifted.   Here’s a few from back then that moved me today.  🙂

3/31/09
I feel the night breeze
Blow through the window across my knees
Calmness finally washes over me
Despite the dirge of thoughts and things
Static and unnecessary

Life is a fraction of time by design
But a priceless attraction to breathe the divine

Can you tell when you drink from the well
The difference in the water
And the clarity it taught her?

The pot holes and pit falls won’t stop you at all

The falling is the calling
The reeling in and peeling again
Layers no longer needed
To cover truths repeated

The heart now heeded
And passion perceived it
Presence received it
So beauty believed it

Life can leave it
To bet love conceived it

3/31/11
I found hope turning on a dime
I saw love side swipe a crime
I heard faith inside the rays of sunshine

Put on the face and pray for your graces
Hope that the day will bring you to that place

Don’t judge nor complain
Just be grateful for the rain

Daylight dissolves
Ritual resolves
Absences absolved

8/24/11
Waves of emotion
Flood my heart like an ocean
With the depth of devotion
The breath of life’s notion
Extra sensory motion
Stirs up the potion

To transform
To be adorned
To adore and never be scorned
Nor to keep a score

Dismantle the battle field
Shake a rattle and feel
The rhythm and the rhyme
Beyond Reason’s cold shield

The night then is stilling
The breath is fulfilling
The earth is tilling
A fruitful spilling

A new language for the ages
Poured over by sages
Released into pages

For delivery by reverie
Quivering hearts
Remembering.

8/20/12
Little tiny tears
Along the path and thorns ensnare
We’re barely aware of the bloodshed we’ve shared
It’s not like we don’t care
Just can’t count every flare that’s singed up another hair

Find some place that’s fair and equal in what they share
Can’t promise it will be there at the moment when you dare
To step into the cool night air to trek your way beyond despair

Can only hope that the bears don’t emerge from their lairs
And that the dawn doesn’t scare
And that you can live for just one prayer:
That love is deep and always near.

Creative pauses and surges

The holding on
The letting go
The keeping up amidst the flow
Try as we might
To do something good, something right
Staying up til the middle of night
Then fighting fatigue in the daylight
The creative urge surges
Until we link and merge with what nurtures

I realize some epic moons have come and gone since my last post.
Phases and stages.
A variety of factors have had me procrastinating this particular outlet…time/technology/over-thinking…I’m sure you understand.
But my favorite reason for not posting recent poems & pics is:
Sweet Jones has a new album we’ve been recording and a summer tour I’ve been building/booking!
This has taken all spare time the last few months. EXCITED!!
The album is titles Home: Vol. 1 and will be released June 23rd, 2015. The southwest tour through TX/NM and surrounding regions goes 6/25-7/19.
I’ve set us up with Instagram (finally joining another branch of social media!)
And will be posting pics from the road.
Follow/join email list if it interests you 🙂

In the meantime, a few recent pics…
And by the way, first time posting from iPhone WordPress app. Forgive me if it looks strange. 😉

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Springtime flowers

 

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night shadows, uptown New Orleans

 

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the soft light of morning

 

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Sunday chillin’

 

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tiny delicacy