Loving Creativity

Sing me a song

Dance me a dance

You can’t go wrong

If you take a chance.

Write me a sonnet

Or maybe a haiku

Creativity your bonnet

In everything you do.

Play me a concerto

Hold me at bay

Create a libretto

In all that you say.

Let me appreciate

Your talents and all

For everything you create

I further fall.

-aaa

Shattered

She was a shattered woman, broken, destroyed by her childhood trauma.

Wearing her sadness like a widow’s black vail.

Her never-ending tears often fell and she was comfortless.

She’d hibernate for hours or even days.

Ever marinating in her self-doubt and loathing.

She occasionally contemplated taking her life and it frightened me.

Some forms of darkness cannot allow any light in, like wooden shutters closed during the daylight.

She couldn’t love me, she wasn’t capable.

So I loved for us both but that wasn’t unsustainable and was infinitely exhausting.

It took a tole on my soul and health, nearly destroying me in the process.

Her sudden and unexpected infidelities ended us and our ten year relationship.

Which shockingly hollowed me out inside.

Hard lessons learned, no matter how much you love someone, you cannot make them love themselves, let alone you…

-aaa

QOTD: # 101

What’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever eaten?

By far it is steamed whole Main Lobster with lots of lemon and drawn butter.

Sweet, succulent, and soooooo rich. The lemon gives it zing and the loads of drawn butter complete each bite.

I’m drooling as I typed this. As always, thank you for reading. 😊

-aaa

Your Truth, Revealed

Tell your story

Share your truth

Don’t be gory

Or uncouth.

Use all your words

Choose them with care

As they cut like swords

If you aren’t aware.

Testify your life

As your words flow

Good times and strife

All the highs and lows…

-aaa

Rik-ah-tick-ah

(For Mr Milton Greg who taught me this word to help me subdivide my high school field show music)

“Rik-ah-tick-ah” is a word that emotes

When subdividing, percussion notes.

It keeps me in time

And drum playing, sublime.

It makes an interesting word in quotes…

-aaa

I No Longer Dwell in Hell

Life with you was the purest hell

For the time with you I’d dwell

No longer trapped in your prison cell

I stopped buying the bullshit you’d sell

As I had rather disliked its smell

Free from the bounds of alimony as well

Much happier as you can tell

Beyond glad I broke your spell

Picked myself up from where I fell

Living my best life as all things gel…

-aaa

My Paradise, the Coast

Warm tendrils of air greet me

A salty smell in the air

Warm soft sand beckons

Chilly Pacific waters thunder aloud.

The sun burns away wispy clouds

As I walk towards the sea

The tide cramps my toes at first touch

Audible rises and falls of a beach crowd.

I adjust to cool water in seconds

My adrenaline takes over

I duck under a large wave

Hearing scarcely a single sound.

The coastal beauty sets my soul free

Feeling no objections…

-aaa

QOTD: #99

How important is spirituality in your life?

Spirituality is critical in my life. I don’t just mean religion. I do have my beliefs raised Roman Catholic, but I have a lot of other beliefs. I know there’s so much more out there than meets the eye. I can feel it touch it taste it.

I’ve seen things experiencing things in life that show that there’s so much more in the world in the universe and I love that.

I’ve learned a lot about myself and how we’re all connected and I believe spirituality has a lot to do with that and I’m very thankful to have it in my life. In this phase of my journey, it’s become much more important than ever.

As always, thank you for reading. 😊

-aaa

Breathing Lessons

Inhale… exhale…

You’re doing it now.

Inhale… exhale…

It’s relaxing and how.

Inhale… exhale…

Your day is done.

Inhale… exhale…

Now have some fun.

Inhale… exhale…

You got this all.

Inhale… exhale…

You’ll succeeded not fall.

Inhale… exhale…

The future is yours to choose.

Inhale… exhale…

You will have it all win or lose.

Inhale… exhale…

Just take a deep breath.

Inhale… exhale…

Stop worrying about death.

Inhale… exhale…

Don’t think of a thing.

Inhale… exhale…

Just hear nothing and sing.

Inhale… exhale…

Let out some sighs.

Inhale… exhale…

relax, and close your eyes……

-AAA 06/24/2024

Poetry, My War

Every poem is a battle

Fiercely fought over:

Words, technique, and style

I wish it came easier.

But I have to claw and fight

For every word or phrase I write

Maybe I’m meant for other things

Like cooking fries and onion rings.

Writing shouldn’t be a war

It should be a lot of fun

Not second-guessing to, abhor

It shouldn’t be fought, it should be won…

-aaa

Moments Come and They Go

Flowers ebb in the breeze

The air is filled with motion

Clouds wisp by

I close my eyes.

So much beauty here

Lots of movement in the trees

Such a lovely afternoon

I suddenly realize.

I let out a gentle sigh

This moment won’t last

It unfortunately, must end

I feel, a small disappointment, rise.

Alas, time, we cannot freeze

No matter how hard we try…

-aaa

Life is Here, Now, so Live It!!

Life is here

Much to live

You’ve got time

Much to give.

Don’t think hard

Doesn’t work

Stressing self,

Muscles, jerk.

Just relax

And stretch out

No troubles,

You’re without.

Just listen

To a song

With its notes

Am I wrong?

All your tunes

Define you

Passions and,

What you do.

Feel the breeze

On your face

And its soft

Warm embrace.

Just let time

Fall away

Enjoy life

In this day.

Remember,

It’s so short

And precious

I report.

Living, now

Is the best

Take your time

Pass the test.

No regrets

Only ease

With grace and,

Inner peace…

-aaa

Sunday Morning Contemplations…

Lying down silently all by myself.

Contemplating what my Sunday will bring.

Maybe, I’ll play games that are on my shelf.

Living alone can have a longing sting.

Sometimes sitting still, not doing a thing.

Anxious, I await, a telephone’s song.

Hoping the delay won’t be very long.

Relaxation is tough, with Monday near.

In the very least, I’m where I belong.

With a bright future that is crystal clear…

-aaa

Narc 101

Why are you doing this to me?

Just stop it and set my heart free.

You’re being so cruel.

Played me for a fool.

That’s your rule.

To a “t”.

-aaa

Brushfire’s Hellfire

Flames lick and engulf all around them.

Consuming all, as every object is, fuel.

Lifetimes of riches saved, stored, and destroyed in an instant.

Huge write, black gray tendrils rise in every direction from the commotion.

Smoke choked ash falls, as a rainfall of death.

All covered, ghostly-white grays and blacks.

Smells of smoke dirt and all the melted.

Lungs hurt and strain, with stinging and coughing.

Eyes burn and tear up in a foggy haze of the charred aftermath.

Many of the bravest humans, rush toward and into the flames to save all they can.

Brief victories aren’t celebrated huge losses mount up.

How long will this hell last when will the fire’s hearty appetite be satisfied???

One house more? One more teddy bear erased?

Many people suffer the grief of egregious loss and its endless misery.

The evil of hopelessness tries to set in.

Waiting among all evacuated, pondering and praying over losing everything.

The hopeful wish, with their might, for a pouring rain to douse all of the hellfire…