Awakening

Awakening
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Perpetually incapable
of sleeping in
Yet entirely content
for the day to begin
My muse and I
Both wide awake
With tea, with coffee
With the sound of the lake

Off to her work
Me, to my pen
Equal parts solitude
and together again
Alone with my thoughts
Joined by my ease
A limitless view
The sound of the breeze

Between work and living
The grind or the gain
Managing my potential
Lessening my pain
Relief from the scalpel
A new home on the bay
Endless possibilities
A brand new day

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Impending deadlines
Urgency that can wait
Time, of the essence
Tomorrow, too late
Adrenalin fed future
My opportunity knocks
Like a rush of creativity
Like the waves on the rocks

Changes are in order
Where and how I live
Untapped opportunity
All that I can give
Expecting my best
 Wanting even more
Reaching for happiness
 The waves to the shore

Between work and living
Less pressure, less pain
More of these moments
 Everything to gain
Endless possibilities
I am wide awake
A much better man
A new life on the lake
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Solitude

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Solitude

 I choose time alone
when I simply want to be
nearer to myself
 my solitude and me

A discreet place to revitalize my mind
Leaving the mess of the world behind
Discovery within my solitary den
Deciding where and how and when
Choosing to get lost, in order to find
A matter of self-reflection, that’s undefined
A substance of silence that finds my pen
Feelings are sought and selected again

Paper and pen for SURE
I need to escape
to where I should be
closer to myself
 my solitude and me

Sometimes separation is a necessary place
Withdrawing my emotions at my own pace
Safer within my sole situation
Restrained inside my contemplation
Choosing to retreat, to my own space
Saving my words, while saving face
Distancing myself from temptation
Separating sense from sensation

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I seek out true serenity
  comfort in where I will be
right there beside myself
 my solitude and me

A secluded place where my soul can stay
Understanding the world, by turning away
Immersed within my distinct seclusion
Savoring quality time without intrusion
Choosing the hours, from day to day
 To do my own thing, in my own way
Lured by a tranquility that’s paper thin
My particular private selfish place within

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I choose this time alone

so I can just be
content with myself
 my solitude, and me

This peaceful place where I have grown
Recognizing the richness of self-unknown
Perception within my mind’s eye
Seeing the strength and knowing why
Choosing to internalize, on my own
Joined by my thoughts, I am never alone
 Together we laugh, we learn, we try
Finding perspective with myself and I

 

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Friends

 

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Friendships shape a life

Make it worth living
Memories from the gift
Memories in the giving

Connecting you to two lives
A defining link to your past
A certain part of your future
Friends first, and friends last

Remaining close in spirit
With no matter how far
It’s not just what you do
A friend is who you are

Inside jokes with just a glance
Self-effacing, imitation to the letter
Funnier from the shared experience
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The more absurd, the more the better
Acting your age always optional

Speak your mind, or from your gut
Colourful language, to be expected
Opinions matter, no matter what

Trusting that it stays here
The bond as strong as the word
The vault is always left open
But once it’s said, it is once heard
Criticizing when only required
Subtle reminders of any pretense
Calmly putting you in your place
And you knowing that it makes sense
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Friendships shape a life

Make it worth living
Memories from the gift
Memories in the giving…

Hearing the hidden meaning
Of the thoughts left unsaid
The silence between the words
The struggles inside your head
Protecting necessary solitude

When reality takes its toll
Sharing pleasure, dividing pain
Two friends, a common soul

Staying right beside you
Throughout the unplanned
Still managing to realize
When they don’t understand
Strength in that number

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Doing whatever it takes
And knowing
what to do


Friendships shape a life
Make it worth living
Memories from the gift
Memories in the giving

Connecting you to two lives
A defining link to your past
A certain part of your future
Friends first, and friends last
Remaining close in spirit
With no matter how far
It’s not just what you do
A friend is who you areMarley and Pete

 

 

 

 

Retreat

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I escape to my own space
to be alone with my despair
Four walls and my thoughts
keep me company there…
A curtain shields the light
I sit, I think, I stare.

A place where I can hide
until sense is restored
Until understanding surfaces
all else can be ignored.

Until I regain some strength
Until my nature takes its course
All else will be ignored
while I find my creative force.

I retreat to my own space
to make sense of my despair
Four walls and my emotions
keep me company there…
My mind fills the page
I sit, I feel, I repair.

Time need not heal me
I have to feel like this 
I want my sorrow to affect me
this, is just how it is.

I have to experience this suffering
I want this productive pain
This, is just how it is
From loss, to mindful gain.

I choose to heal in my own space
to gain release from my despair
Four walls and my words
keep me company there…
Shedding light on my recovery
I sit, I write, I share.

SEEN

I try to see, in a perceptive light
A careful view, before hindsight…
 
I see it in you, and in what you sayEX TRAIL
Hope resonates with your every word
Entirely wrapped up, within it all
Yet, you are not entirely self-assured
 

Calm in manner, inside of herself
Marking her trail for a safe retrace
She never leaves if unprepared
A need to know, at a quickened pace

Life drives her when things get stale
Attention to detail on an awesome scale
 
An uphill climb, just setting out
To the first plateau with easy hope
Site unseen, on the downward side

Loose impediments, a slippery slope

Independence is her nature’s will,
with a new horizon over every hill

Slingshot branches, transparent webs
Broken limbs and exposed roots
Washed out paths, sideways jumps
Strategic moves to keep dry boots

A different challenge with every day,
taking careful steps along the way

A peaceful rest on level ground
trail3Settling beside the brush she clears
Hues of tranquility, natural surround
Her sighing breath, the last she hears

Despite scurried sounds of subtle fury,
she takes her while, there is no hurry


I see it in you, in that moment alone
With solitary sigh, you soak it all in
Just as soon, you get up and go
For you, that’s how it’s always been

I always want to see you hit your stride.
I will always be there, by your side.

                              

 

I try to see, in a perceptive light
A careful view, beyond hindsight…

I see it in you, in your ups and downs
Energy measured by a metronome
Musical reminders are all around
A withdrawn place, that you call home


His every day has sharps and flats
IMG_20130617_111637Soothed alone, along sliding scales
Open notes, with pedals and picks
His hopes reverb, his guitar wails

Craftsman hands on razor strings
Sometime remains for loftier things

A shell outside his former self
Rhythm section, his toe tap feet
Strums alone, against this world
Internal bass, a heart-felt beat

Suspended existence, inside bare walls
as his spirits rise, and his body falls

Under an influence beyond his reach
Buys the ticket he should not afford
A melodic journey, away from it all
A familiar refrain, it strikes a chord

He collects his tools as he ingests facts,
and hones his craft with an altered axe

His visions of grandeur get him going
Seen ampBut out of sorts, he stops too soon
Amplified illusion, in double time
His insides sing, but they’re out of tune

The missing element that bonds great bands
Faltering instrument, it’s out of his hands


I see it in you, in that moment alone
With a solitary sigh, you soak it all in
Just as soon, your get up is gone
For you, that’s how it’s always been

I always want to see you at your best.
I am always here to discuss the rest.

 

 
 
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