Grey


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Grey

Certainly not what I expected
when I looked anxiously to today
Distractions and detours
Delay after delay
Nothing like I had envisioned
No how.  No way.
A reluctant change of course
Navigating the grey

A wall of grey uncertainty
between you and your goal
A hard place, and a rock
w
hen you’re ready to roll
An unexpected wait
A mirage of elusive control
Asking such a small price
Just patience for your toll

Inside the grey uncertainty
t
ime stands painfully still
Between situation and explanation
Just be calm.  Just remain chill.
Between exasperation and exhaustion
Exhale, slowly, and swallow the pill
In the grey of the uncertainty
c
ome what may, inevitably will


Definitely not what I wanted
when I looked forward to tonight
Dissention and distance
Wrong versus right
Nothing like I had envisioned
On my mind. Out of sight.
The tone of grey reaction
Neither black nor white

Toiling in the grey unknown
of a lost night out
In the variable and the vague
is the unseen and the doubt
A question is the answer
When silence is a shout
Look to the big picture
Just relax, and wait it out

Inside the grey unknown
b
eing oblivious can be a roll of the dice
Between interpretation and explanation

Just be understanding. Just be nice.
Between selfish and self-preservation
Do not make the same mistake twice

In the grey of the unknown
u
npaid attention has no actual price


Trapped, within the nowhere near

of where I want my thoughts to be
Distracted and dismayed
My time feels far from free
Nothing like I had envisioned
Awaiting words. A wait and see.
The quiet of the gray
Speaks volumes to me

Staring into the grey silence
of a blank refreshed screen
Checking in after every chapter
like a procrastinating teen
Those certain expectations
The how it’s always been
Confined inside your cellular
Just swipe the slate clean

Inside that grey silence
unrealistic standards are the cage
So make the necessary adjustments
Just turn it off.  Just act your age.
Leave the drama for the characters
Leave the scenes for some stage
In the grey of the silence
you can always
turn the page


Convinced that I am ever-evolving,
I look optimistically ahead
Detraction and reaction
Saying the unsaid
As far, and as much, as I can envision
Also, and more so.  Instead of instead
Negotiating the grey
Whenever I am seeing red

Coping within the grey areas
of our everyday race
With road blocks personified
An invasion of personal space
A barrage of harsh mentality
The reality of commonplace
The simplest of solutions
Just choose dignity, and grace

In the grey of the grey areas
doom and gloom are never much fun
Between frustration and explanation
Just be positive. Be the stronger one.
Between excuses and excusing
You know what needs to be done
Even in the greyest of the grey
rose-coloured glasses will let in the sun

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Days

Days
Calendar
I realize, now,

that yesterdays 
often get in my way…

I was caught up
in far too many
of those days

Worrying, wondering,
instead of living
Asleep, awake
Too much to take
Without any giving

I realize, now,
that every tomorrow 
is just another day…

I seldom look
to the big picture
these days

Focusing, instead,
on the little things
Sunshine, rain
Today’s refrain
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I realize, now,
that on this today,
it’s easy to say…

The here and now
is a far better place
for me to be

I can, I will, I am,
instead of I ought
Writing, creation
Keen anticipation
Awaiting every thought


I realize, now,
that every single day 
is on my way.

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Scanning across your silent waters
Your beauty caresses my eyes
Every colour calmly reflected
Tall trees touching the skies
Crystal view of your possibilities
What an awakened mind sees
Contemplation and inspiration
Your enormity and your ease
Charleston Lake, reflective
I find myself in your mirror
Charleston Lake, you get me
I was meant to be here

Scanning the scope of your horizon
Contemplating your every layer
Exploring the complexity of your landscape
And picturing myself there
Creviced shapes and weathered faces
Sculptured images along your rocky shore
Tempting ledges and curious places
A short paddle to discover more
Charleston Lake, affected
Your essence draws me near
Charleston Lake, you’ve got me
I’ll see you every year
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Discretion

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Stopped instantly in your tracks.
Waves of shock and then disbelief.

Her picture right there for all to see
The headline, as plain as can be
Words that strike at your very core
Shaken by the thought of reading more
You dare to look, despite the knowing
Helpless to keep it all from showing
Putting your back against the wall
Needing support as your barriers fall

Because now,
you are weakened by what you’ve read,
and you can’t move ahead.


Staggered by this second-hand news.

An instantaneous jolt of clarity. 

Taken directly to a time and a place

Flashing back, to that perfect face
A playful smile you will never forget
The honest heart of your last regret
An ideal situation, some would say
Judged yourself and you walked away
A circumstance you left behind
Rarely ever crossing your mind

Until now.
You are taken aback by what you’ve heard,
but you can’t say a word.


Inhibited by the same weight of discretion.

Just as private as it was back then.

Age, and then distance, were both too far
You sullenly
remove your suit from the car
Knowing what no one else needs to know
That it’s far more respectful not to go
Keeping your distance is probably best
Questions to avoid in the eyes of the rest
Despite yourself, you know what to do
Closure is for the family, not for you

For now.
 You are constrained by the reasons why,
 so you cannot say good-bye.

 

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A peculiar sensation of personal loss.
Over someone and something that you let go.

Finding yourself alone with your despair

Few who could really understand or care
Absolutely no shame in what you feel

Convenient secrets, you chose to conceal
Fleeting memories, you fought to dismiss
Coming around, when it comes to this
A conscious grip on things back then
You have to confront those choices again

But now,
you need time and space with what you know.
 Because you have to let her go…
again.

 

Charleston


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               Charleston

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Looking out at the lake
Stretching my tired arms high
Shaking out the morning rust
Roused early and appreciating why

A view of your possibilities
What an awakened mind sees
Contemplation and inspiration
Your enormity and your ease

Compelling me to paint with words
Charming me with all you’ve got
A mind with renewed purpose
An expansive canvas to open thought

I am filled with the day

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Your essence holds me near
Charleston Lake affected
I was meant to be here

Glancing out on the lake
Your beauty caresses my eyes
Every colour calmly reflected
Tall trees touching the skies

Scanning the scope of your horizon
Contemplating your every layer
Exploring the complexity of your landscape
And picturing myself there

Creviced shapes and weathered faces
Sculptured images along a rocky shore
Tempting ledges and curious places
A short paddle to discover more

I am struck by your way

Charleston Lake, you got me
Your essence holds me near
Charleston Lake reflective
I find myself in your mirror

Charleston Lake, you get me
I’ll see you next year

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Foundation

                      Foundation

Wherever we choose to all be together wpid-img_20140510_120446.jpg
it will feel like home…

Where our paths inevitably intersect
at the heart of the lives we share
at the crux of our common ease
where vulnerability and support meet

Where we are always welcomed inside
with the embrace of certainty
with the warmth that is family
where we are able relax and revitalize

Where communication is encouraged
while we challenge day to day
while we experience life as one
where positivity and hopes reside

Where we can always find a friend
everyone is someone who understands
all hallways lead to a conversation
where we never have to feel alone

…The foundation for a remarkable life.

Wherever we can grow ever closer
that will be our home…

Where the morning awakens the senseswpid-img_20140510_115512.jpg
whiffs fill your nose as you lift your eyes
the sounds of doors opening one by one
where each day begins with each other

Where every room is the place to be
and family gatherings are any number
and a kitchen party precedes every meal
where memories are only a moment away

Where tangible inspirations reside
images that are etched in your mind’s eye
like the peaceful scatter of falling snow
where life is framed through a picture window

Where the doors always swing open
to a world of boundless adventure
to limitless unknown beyond fences
where anything can seem like a possibility

Where we can build more memories
ones that will be uniquely ours
ones that chronicle lives well spent
where the walls will tell our story

…The foundation for a remarkable life wpid-img_20140510_120056.jpg

When life leads us on many journeys
love will bring us home.

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