A PRACTICE WITH PURPOSE
30 DAYS OF POETRY
Poetry, You and Me.
DAY 1
Night flows through the body
Like a sailor lost at sea
We were meant for more
Than the history dictates
Would I dare to dream
If I knew to road
Beforehand?
The ignorance is soothing
Relieving the aches
Of tomorrow with a soft shield
Of “This will never happen”
We are still lucky to breathe
To move
To go
Despite it all
I count the fingers on
My hands
Realising I have 10
It’s a blessing to have 10
Some have 7
Some have 5
Put on the ring
Polish the nails
Embrace the little
You were given
So you can get more
The depth of night surprises me
In the still of 4 am
Only me awake
Pursuing ideas that never end
Yesterday I thought
I am made of ideas
I am made of nothing else
Just ideas
The flow
Abundant in it’s rich color pink
Lets me move
Through time
Exploring depths
Only known
To the secret mind
Behind closed doors.
DAY 2
A soft dash
Of Faith
That no matter what
There is a force
Of Love
Of Unity
Guiding the process
Making us better
Though each breath
Counting towards
Our rise to stardust
The end is not the
End
Remember
You are made of
Poetry, Dawn
Sunrises and Sunsets
You are made of
Smell of coffee in
The morning
And the memory of
The warm bed
You are made
Of the warmth of wool
And laughter that makes
Your belly ache
You are the memories
You are the moments
You are the life
You never end.
DAY 3
The heart is an open
Wound of 43 years
I sit with blood
Pouring through nerves
Finding an exhale at
The end
I can breathe through this
I can breathe through this
The pain of the flesh
Tight and narrow
Holds me on the bed
I feel
It all
So deeply
Today,
My thoughts invite the
Homeless
The shelterless
The hungry
Of food
I am fed
Yet I am hungry
Of safety
I never knew
Holding only me
(This time)
Accountable to
Find it
The pulse of pain
Beneath the surface of happy
Reveals only tenderness
Words run faster
Than I can hold
Space for
Limited only
By what I perceive real
And just
I seek the intelligence
Who made me
At the end of the question
I find
Music, soft light
Touch of the hand
That learned
That gentle is another
Word for life.