Poetry is a clear window into the heart. I often write to express the thoughts and emotions inside me--not knowing what will appear on the page but invariably discovering more about myself and the world around me.

Isn't It Time?

Posted Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Once upon a time
You waited for a hero
He never came
She never came

Once upon a time
You dreamed of being saved
Rescued
Arms wrapped around you
Carried to shore
It didn't happen
At least not how you hoped

Once upon a time
You believed it was true
You were saved
He carried you across the threshold
She made your dreams come true

Once upon a time
Reality set in
The fairy tale
The story
Was just that
A fairy tale

They love you
He loves you
She loves you
To be sure
But you're still unsettled
Still searching
Still wanting
Life
Full life

Isn't it time


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The Joy of Whistling

Posted Sunday, April 15, 2012

In the lab
When you were created
When you were named
When you were born
The Gods
Yes, the Gods
They whistled with joy

They dreamed of all you were
Love
Love in a body
Love in a human
Love with hands
Love with a mission

Authentic
Happy
Fun
Curious
Trusting—yes trusting
Loyal
Determined

And somehow
Powerfully alone
Yet connected
To love
To care
For others

In the lab
When you were created
When you were named
When you were born
The Gods
Yes, the Gods
They whistled with joy
At who you would become
As you threw off the chains
Entered the fullness of you
Embodied all they saw

Love in a body
Love in a human
Love with hands
Love with a mission
Just Love

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Mountain

Posted Saturday, April 14, 2012

Standing still
I'm still
I'm standing
I'm still standing

Cause if I move
I move
I cause movement
I stay
Because
I can

I'd feel
Feel
Feelings
I would have
I do have
Feelings
Deep
Rumbling
Feelings

I won't fall
I will stand still
Like a mountain
You won't move me
I will look deep inside
I will express my beauty

You will see me standing
You will feel my movement
You will know my feelings
When you stand
When you stay
When you feel
My beauty

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Auspicious Betrayal

Posted Thursday, April 12, 2012

They called her names
They ganged up on her
They broke their promises
They hung her out to dry
It was an auspicious betrayal

He packed his bags
He left no note
He ignored his responsibility
To the kids
To his wife
It was an auspicious betrayal

She cried as she began
She was breaking his heart
The baby wasn't his
She was leaving him
It was an auspicious betrayal

They didn't mean it for good
He knew how selfish he really was
She knew it wasn't deserved
It was done anyway
It was auspicious betrayal

After the betrayal
They didn't realize
She would discover
She was worthy

After the betrayal
He didn't realize
The kids would know
His wife would know
That they were strong

After the betrayal
She didn't realize
He would find freedom
He would find his authenticity
He would find his true life

It was an auspicious betrayal

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For Ken...

Posted Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Bespectacled beloved
A nuturer for the masses
For the one
Who is lost
A shepherd of wisdom
And folly
He sips from the font of truth
Authentically he roams
Seeking the telling tears
The ripe blossom
The impossible possibility
He is awake
A fighter
For the masses
For the one
Who is lost

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Shannon Kelly

Posted Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Once upon a time
A fairy tale of sorts
Dreaming
Being
Living
A princess

Play with me
She calls
Frolic in the fields
Like bees drawn to sunflowers

Stay with me
She insists
Get to work
Make a difference
Fight the system

Explore with me
She calls
See what's heart
Challenge your body
Climb the mountain

Meditate with me
She offers
Feel the energy
Open to possibility
Experiencing real-ness

Once upon a time
A fairy tale of sorts
Being
Living
A princess

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Beauty

Posted Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Beauty is alone
Beauty depends on no one
Beauty is free

Beauty surprises me
Beauty is hidden by me
Beauty is exposed by me

Beauty can be created
But not by me…
For me

Beauty can be discovered
…but is often overlooked

Beauty is…
the smile of a child for her mother
the presence of a friend
the blue sky
the tree in winter

Beauty is…
Her hair
Her walk
Her sassiness
Her voice
Her nearness

Beauty is a gift

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