“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Same Journey, Different Approach

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How does one survive
a predicament bereft
of clear solutions?

It shows true valor
to keep moving on despite
unrelenting loss.

We all demonstrate
through smiles or at times with tears
uncommon courage.

Some prove determined
to find cheer despite harsh odds.
Some just feel sadness.

Yet at times courage
may signify admitting
enough is enough.

Answers may elude
easy evaluation
of what might work well.

Admission of fear
may turn out to be
survival's best tool.

Can we just agree
that this rigorous challenge
is formidable?

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

I Ponder…

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Is this really me
hobbling about and lurching,
rushing to bathrooms?

What happened to skills
at managing complex tasks,
a once fine mind asks.

How do I value
the me who remains despite
being diminished?

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

I Want to Believe


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Friends, I am going away for a while. In my absence, I leave you with this poem, the first in my book Peace on the Journey. For, despite unremitting life challenges, I still want to believe ...

Life is a blessing.
Joy reigns as a birthright gift.
Gentleness is mine.

Discord and sorrow
oppressive and enduring
can be overcome.

Love will seek a way
to salve even the deepest
open wounds of loss.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Kicked Out in the Cold

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Oh, the safety net
beneath the infirm, the poor,
leaves some in the cold.

When those most in need
find protection deficient,
we all become poor.

Kicked out on the street,
the promise of liberty
falls short of ideal.


"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
- Emma Lazarus

for Diane and Karen Lee

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Nature's Portent

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Calm breezes pass through.
Leaves drift down from tall branches.
A lazy descent.

This cozy moment
fools one into believing
one can rest at ease.

Heavy rain clouds loom.
Darkness on the horizon
augurs force unleashed?

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

It Happened at the Mall

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A clerk ran to get
the busy floor manager
so I could stay put.

A customer said,
my wife has bad knees as well.
Let me help you please.

Another mentioned
his many back surgeries
yet opened my door.

The smiling bagger
foretold one day I'd walk free.
He was sure of it.

They opened my heart
as I accepted kindness
I had not asked for.

None knew what ailed me,
only that I needed help
they gave joyfully.


Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Successful Crossing?

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A smile ferries me
across storms, rocks, and eddies
which might capsize me.

Will I reach the shore?
A jagged course line impedes
my being certain.

Caught in the pretense
my life will turn out okay,
I smile at the world.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Questions

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I can never know
how my life would have turned out
if not for MS.

Life has many ifs.
Family, era, and luck
all impress their mark.

All things work for good?
I wonder if that is true.
But I can pretend.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Who Is Exceptional?

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Who really becomes
the exceptional person?
One who always wins?

S/he who though broken
speaks of yearning for wholeness,
is that true healing?

Could our best come from
acknowledging our losses
to those who grieve too?


Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Post Traumatic Growth

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Some people bounce back
when trauma upends their lives.
Struggle inspires growth.

Finding the new good
facilitates growth despite
distress remaining.

In how one reacts,
existing character traits
may be the real key.

Inspired by  "Surviving the Jolt"


Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Stumped

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It was Wednesday eve.
I had no poem to post
to share with readers.

So here I am now
telling you I have nothing
on offer today.

I will just say, hi!
Thank you for sticking around
and reading my stuff.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

The Great Pretender



The Great Pretender
Marc portrays powerfully
describes you and me.

Acknowledging loss,
the occasional envy,
Marc honors raw truths.

His unbowed spirit
even in peril affirms
life still has value.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Even I Don't Know

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I both laugh and cry,
embracing life's full spectrum.
I learn as I go.

How can I select
a single ordinary
defining moment?

This work in progress
life in its full unfolding
defies clarity.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

A Different Perspective

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So I venture out.
Lo, the air is breathable.
The sun shines brightly.

Reminders abound,
if I will open myself,
that good stuff exists.

For yet one more day,
I cajole myself forward
expecting blessings.


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Silent Burden

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I have to wonder
how many suffer mutely
their aching burden.

Reluctant to speak,
deterred by fear of reproach,
they keep to themselves.

Sometimes it is I
hushed from expressing freely
just how bad things are.