February 18, 2017
Away,From you,
You are still with me
Always a piece
Keeps me
Striving to be
A better me
Piece–a memory
keeps me awake
Unwilling to settle for less
Than tomorrow
And judgment-free, me
I neither hear,
Nor see you,
But knowing you are
You were,
You were even possible
To be
Keeps me in motion
Balancing,
Wiser as me,
I thank you,
From my crescent top,
Back and forth,
Up and down
And still I rise,
Out of sight,
Even still
Your memory
Reminds me
Of the proven possibility
Of peace
within me.
Tag: Dbt
Detour
January 2017
I wish
I had
Never gone
Down that path
Forced fate’s hand
But the detour
Was not recent
I derailed
A decade prior to
Long before
My fingerprints
Marked the knob
That turned
And opened the door
And brought me back home
Present in the Now
February 2017
“Just do it,”
They told us
As kids and adolescents
Check-mark
my words,
Then they erased
All those learned lessons
To make us
Yuppy-clones,
petrified of
“there is no wrong answer”
Because
all answers were answers,
depending on…
something,
they were none,
and all, each wrong,
So that decisions
we belabor
we have just made;
And more of your time
wasted
as we worry over
wasted time
Forget past
And future,
Ground self
in present,
as we grind
Arabica beans,
or count sheep
to sleep
We each only live once
in this very instant
that is already
long gone past,
and here
is now.
Center
May 6, 2017
Churning
Incessantly
Anxious
Jolts
Of adrenaline
Fill my empty moments
And I know
I have drifted
And I shuffle
Reaching
For the familiarity
Of an anchor
Now shifting
Aware
Again aiming
for center



