~ poetry
~ written for Writer's Island
Message in a bottle, take me away;
Float me to an island and another day.
A day where I can find sunshine and ocean sounds;
A day where I don't have to make 100 technology rounds.
Peace, and slowness I seek to survive;
All of this frenzy, it's a wonder I am alive.
Message in a bottle take me where you might.
Follow the ocean's waves let our destination take flight.
I am open to change whatever it may be.
It's from the rigors of life that I wish to be free.
Free to explore what possibilities might be there
Message in a bottle please take me anywhere.
I will follow you blindly, safe inside your core
Message in a bottle please offer me something more.
(c)Michelle S. 2007.
All Rights Reserved ~
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* I consider this and most all of work here works in progress. I know there are several areas. All constructive feedback is welcome.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Difference
~ written for BlogFriday
Different
What is different between then and now?
How do I know I have come so far?
I know I am older, wiser I hope,
but how do I know I am different now?
Different physically the world can see,
I am doing OK the outside of me.
The inside, my mind, takes more work.
Growth has evolved - the difference is there,
but only after hours in a therapist's chair!
My strength is my beauty, my desire for serenity abounds.
The strength of the ocean, the peace of the bay,
all remind me how I have grown into today.
The then and the now always will be.
Self-acceptance and self are the forces I've found.
The difference is now. The difference is me.
(c)Michelle S. 2007.
All Rights Reserved
* Poetry is not my strong genre for me at all. Aside from never knowing the best way to punctuate it I always feel as if it is sophomoric and too sing song-y.
**I consider this and most all of work here works in progress. All constructive feedback is welcome.
Different
What is different between then and now?
How do I know I have come so far?
I know I am older, wiser I hope,
but how do I know I am different now?
Different physically the world can see,
I am doing OK the outside of me.
The inside, my mind, takes more work.
Growth has evolved - the difference is there,
but only after hours in a therapist's chair!
My strength is my beauty, my desire for serenity abounds.
The strength of the ocean, the peace of the bay,
all remind me how I have grown into today.
The then and the now always will be.
Self-acceptance and self are the forces I've found.
The difference is now. The difference is me.
(c)Michelle S. 2007.
All Rights Reserved
* Poetry is not my strong genre for me at all. Aside from never knowing the best way to punctuate it I always feel as if it is sophomoric and too sing song-y.
**I consider this and most all of work here works in progress. All constructive feedback is welcome.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Meaning in the Details
To feel security in another's arms.
To know one's independence.
To limit oneself for the betterment of another.
Two become one? One becomes part of another?
My sacrifices make me stronger.
Your acceptances make you smarter.
Together we will grow into a stronger smarter whole.
To focus on one thing with all that you know.
To maintain many things so the focus can occur.
The details are what make up life.
The details are what must be maintained.
The challenge is finding meaning in the details when the focus is not mine.
(c) Michelle S. 2007. All Rights Reserved
To know one's independence.
To limit oneself for the betterment of another.
Two become one? One becomes part of another?
My sacrifices make me stronger.
Your acceptances make you smarter.
Together we will grow into a stronger smarter whole.
To focus on one thing with all that you know.
To maintain many things so the focus can occur.
The details are what make up life.
The details are what must be maintained.
The challenge is finding meaning in the details when the focus is not mine.
(c) Michelle S. 2007. All Rights Reserved
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