Monday, April 30, 2012

Daffodil's Cup

Mixed signs and signals when words are placed by the wayside.
Guessing and looking for clues when a direct approach is preferred.
Forging with one eye open and the other clouded with red dye.
Being honest with one’s heart clears the forest floor like a gust of wind.

An area of expertise would be greatly appreciated.

The appearance of objects scattered over the ocean’s surface drifting with currents.
The gravitational forces driving towards each other with impact of the unknown outcome faces them.
Steer wisely, one may ask using oars of daffodil's cup. 
The gentle curves of the flower's face with wishes of a bright beginning and thus another day.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Stories to be Told

How do you know where to start?
Feelings that take control of your life.
Standing waiting for the train
listening to music that
only you can hear.
Drifting to and from
distance tones and tempos.
Your breathing changes
even your heart beats differently.
Music is a part of your life.
Remembering something from your past
and then having the sense of being whole.
Taking a moment in
your busy day to
connect with yourself.
Love is in your heart
something hiding
but visible to you
if you ask for it.

Precious Life

Precious life
starting out new
in the arms of a caregiver.

They teach us with
gentle and sweet kisses
tenderness and love.

This love - that awakens our spirit.

Creating a smile and a sense
of endless hope from within.

Hope that can shine
through the darkest of clouds.
Illustrations of light
containing multiple dimensions.

Opening of one’s soul can - change the world.

This world of everlasting relationships,
balancing on this fine thread of life.

Moments to give selflessly,
by giving completely.

Taken with cherished notions,
and deepening one’s compassion.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Life as a Teenage Mother

Left to start a new life
carried my children in my arms
Hope, even when the future was unknown

Courage to face challenges
single young mother of twin one year olds
Knocked on doors to find a home

Relieved to find an empty space
a place to call our own
Broke down the stereotypes

Stood up against the odds
learned what I could
Studied to get my college degree

Fought with TTC drivers
Told I didn't have a place
amongst the working class

Decided not to give up my dream
faced reality and told it to move aside
Three years later, diploma in hand

(First published in Verse Afire, The Ontario Poetry Society, I.S.S.N. 1715-0280 Sept. to Dec. 2010 Vol. 7 No. 3)

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Spontaneous Singing

We are not always glamorous and we sometimes need to wear our sweats and sing.   I love to sing and I wanted to hear it for myself. It was taped on October 8, 2010.

When you make up songs it lifts your spirit.  It releases tension and also brightens your being.  If you’re already in a good mood, music burst out with a one-two punch.  AWESOME!!!

Why not play with sound?