I’m constantly surrounded by beauty.
Beauty perfectly present by nature,
and those so intricately designed others;
as they weave their enchanted words to paper,
cast their imagination on canvas,
and mould their thoughts into wondrous sculptures .
But what lends to this creativity?
Is it to empty themselves of sadness?
Is it to hold claim to the serenity of their euphoria?
or to merely inspire the creative genius in others?
motivating the senses into relinquishing its all;
Its everything to the hungry world;
The world that hungers for happiness,
Peace, love, joy…………….
In neurotic fashion I mean to appease the masses,
by enchanting them with words relinquished from,
deep within the cavity of my imagination;
I mean to mould my thoughts into fanciful,
poetry, and stories of delightful humour;
You see in my empathy, it’s impossible
to bring happiness to my uncompromising heart;
So it’s only dutiful that I release it upon others.
Pity Parties can sometimes get your creative juices flowing, somewhere between feeling sorry for yourself and reflections on the past creativity is born as your soul pours itself onto paper. Written between selfish madness and thinking about the way forward.
Faded in discord;
Disappointed! Like the spine of a book newly released from its press I remained unbowed, unbent, unbroken…..
Dejected! Through each painful moment of my life, I remained unbowed, unbent, unbroken….
Misused! With wounded spirit, on bended knees, I remained, unbowed, unbent, unbroken….
I’m a mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend!
I’m a lover, an occasional victim of love,
and a believer in fate.
I’m a rare specimen, a singular being,
making me an unusual creature of habit;
On most days procrastinating the inevitable!
I’m one of six billion citizens of Planet Earth,
I’m a slave to my own creations (my kids);
Running full throttle on empty,
I’m a menace to myself and to society;
Not giving into the masses, condemning those that do,
following no rules, but creating for myself, a few.
I’m a dreamer, I’m a visionary, I am….. who I want to be,
and not who you perceive me to be!
I see the glass as half full, with anticipation of the rest,
Taking the bull by the horns, accepting what dreams may come;
embracing each day, and living it like it’s my last ONE!
Life comes at me hard, with its razor sharp teeth,
and thunderous fists of uncertainty………….!
Yet I remain, a mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend
a lover, an occasional victim of love, and a true believer in fate!!!!!
Love is any and everything you wan it to be. Love is being yourself even if people think you’re crazy. Love is seeing yourself in your children. Love is now. Love is sharing a meal. Love is basking in the sun. Love is the moon, the stars dancing in the heaven. Love is day. Love is night. Love is eternal. Love is life. Love is licking lollipops with toddlers. Love is spontaneous. Love is unstable. Love is confusion. Love is jealously. Love is compassion. Love is obsessive. Love is dark. Love is pain. Love is ironic. Love is a metaphor. Love is shopping with friend(s). Love is kissing a boy. Love is kissing a girl. Love is holding hands in the rain. Love is sharing secrets. Love is music and lyrics. Love is profound. Love is destiny. Love is Magical. Love is fantasy. Love just is. Love is spending time with your daughter, son, mother, father, sister, brother, grandmother, grandfather. Love is giving life even if means your own. Love is seeing the innocence in a child’s eye. Love is food for the soul. Love is wine. Love is laying naked thinking about the future. Love is swimming with dolphins in the ocean. Love is teaching mermaids how to dance. Love is looking for a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Love is knowing you’re unique and there’s no one else on the planet like you. Love is self. Love is Love……………..I’m in love with love-I’m in love with life! Love is my life and Life is my love! Isn’t it a wonderful this thing called LOVE? Give Love. Make Love. Take Love
Remember-Love yourself always and others will have to do the same!