Kaleidoscope

I wrote this poem in response to a prompt from my IRL writing group.  We were to write a poem that describes ourselves using the letters of our name.

Kaleidoscopic visions consume you as
Each turn of the tube brings you closer to

Living authentically

Loving wholeheartedly

Yearning for patterns in red, yellow and blue

Anxiety is your chloroform

Numbness fading

Navel gazing

Awareness woven from threads of pain

Looming words

Longing to be heard

Allowing yourself to stand naked because

Reticence is no longer becoming and then

Dressed in a flowing shift of consciousness

Your hands caress the fine fabric lovingly

Cherishing your new garments that are

Edged in patterns of red, yellow and blue


This post is linked to One Shot Wednesday. 



July 9, 2011 -  I am linking this post to Lightning and Lightning Bug's Dare to Share Feature. 

"Who I Am. Link up to a post that describes who you are, that introduces you to our community." 

This poem was my very first post on this blog and also describes me: 
These are a Few of My Favourite Things 

and this poem is also about me: 
You Will Know Me 

Apparently, it's all about me! Click on the link below to find out all about the others in this wonderful writing community.

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Oceans of Comfort

Perched on a rock, I sit just out of reach

Of the frothy waves as they crash on the beach

I take from the ocean, he wants nothing of me

He speaks to my soul, restoratively

His waves are a whisper, "All will be fine."

I eagerly listen, searching for signs

He reaches his hands to caress my face

And my pain finds some comfort in his swirling embrace

"Give me all your worries, give them to me."

He coaxes them from me, so tenderly

For a moment, I hesitate, in my misery I linger

"Let go, let go," the waves call to my fingers

I hold out my bundle wrapped tightly in fear

And gently he takes it; all I hold dear

He sets it down, by a wave it is cradled

"Don't worry, I'll watch it until you are able."

My bundle is safe, by the sea it is lulled

And my heart soars free on the wings of a gull

Knowingly he says, "You'll be back very soon."

"'Til then take your comfort from my brother, the moon."

This poem was inspired by this prompt at Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.  "Write a poem about your favourite place to be."

A Pearl For Your Pain

This poem is about my struggle with anxiety and the hope that the pain will be worth it in the end.

Palpable

Pulsing

What sets it off?

Paralyzing

Consuming

How long will it last?

Debilitating

Destroying

Just try to focus.

Creeping

Seeping

Permeating my existence.

Throat closing

Heart throbbing

What does it want?

Circumstances

Situations

Fuel for the flame.

Helpless

Childlike

Riding the wave.

Surrendering

Succumbing

Trust in the flow.

Listening

Learning

What does it want?

Excavating

Exfoliating

Deeper we go.

Grating

Grinding

A pearl for your pain

Submitted to Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop

You Will Know Me

SCATTERED  ORGANIZED

CREATIVE ANXIOUS

LOYAL

You Will Know Me

Creativity is the Creator's will for me

Throughout my world I see endless possibilities

A shining vessel perched atop the fire

To it, I will add my heart's desire

Aromatic spices and fine cuts of meat

You will know me when you sit down to eat

A coil-ringed notebook sits waiting for words

A voice for the reticent, meant to be heard

Onto the page spills my heart and my needs

You will know me when you sit down to read

Bolts of cloth gather, longing for shape

Colours and textures into which I escape

Garments and quilts with love they're adorned

You will know me when you feel the warmth

A dark thief lies in wait for my creative being
My eyes are a mirror, the seen keep on seeing

My limbs rendered useless, they hang in despair

You will know me when you taste my tears 

My pen as my sword, I will fight my dark lover

I will not succumb though the line I may hover

At the end of the day I plan to break free 

And then you will know me....creatively

Creativity is the Creator's will for me

Throughout my world I see endless possibilities

This week's prompt at Mama Kat's Writing Workshop:

Describe yourself in five words. Choose one, and write a poem.

Piece of My Heart

Someone once said to me that having a child is like having a piece of your heart walking around outside of your body.  I have always thought that this was a very fitting way to describe the vulnerability that comes with being a parent.  And when one of those pieces of your heart continually makes choices that hurt themselves, and therefore you, this is especially difficult.  

Piece of My Heart

A piece of my heart

Gone from my grasp

Pulling so violently

Breaking the hasp

Without a direction

It’s walking around

No heed to the source

The hurt is profound

Piece of my heart

Will of its own

Walking in chaos

The end yet unknown

Training wheels gone

You watch it fall

Try not to help it

Build up the wall

A wall for an enemy

Your heart is your foe?

What is the answer?

I really don’t know

I dare not to hope

For a rhythm of change

But hope is a must

To bear this pain

My deepest sadness

My greatest joy

An angry stranger

My little boy