Wednesday, January 28, 2015

in truth

in some truths we revel
in others we cower
from what they
reveal.
we hide behind some lies
and others make
us feel less small.
we tend to define
by that which
we suppose would
somehow improve
that state of discomfort
in which
we all, at times,
reside.
through the windowglass, flakely

of times

times we have spent
things we have said.
moments now broken
swirling inside my head.
heart beats now silent,
while others,
still racing.
what happened then
and what we
are
now
facing.
middle neck and a state of grace

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

the strength of the fragile

the strength of the fragile.
at times brittle
at times
agile.
around the corner

to deny

to deny is to lie
to lie is to never learn.
to never learn is to
repeat..
my dad was involved in the liberation of dachau. what he saw changed him and altered the course of his life as he had thought it would be, previously.
to hate one group is to be able to hate any and all, including animal species...
blind hatred is ignorance and ignorance is voluntary stupidity!!!!!!
pledge to remember those who perished, and a brighter future will shine through the darkness

u c

there is beauty beneath the surface,
easily found...
if we open our eyes
and turn around.

do

do what you do
say what you say.
the truth will find you
anyway.

Monday, January 26, 2015

weather...or not

♪♫the weather outside is sh*tty.
although it is quite pretty....
time for winter to go...
who needs snow too
much snow 
too much
snow♫♪
stay safe all and keep your precious loved ones warm

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson