Showing posts from January, 2011

A Thousand Directions

Magpie #50
Life is a thicket of choices a thousand roads leading towards and directing away from where I stand a thousand books and road signs pointing, but for life there is no map the exact distance between where I am and that place I could have been is a jagged branch I could never truly climb for the winds of regret only sway us and serve to waste our time.
Also linking with Poetry Jam
Each day is an opportunity to travel back into tomorrow's past and change it.  ~Robert Brault

The Glorious Pirate

Poets United Think Tank (FIRE)
She is a giving goddess and yet she is a thief  exploring her horizon she will mightily spreads her wings claiming all she touches and enlightening what holds her she is a true paradox that no poetics can defer she has a furious dance but never breaths a sigh for all her truth unfolds on the kindling of a lie.

The Great Passing of The Torch

Magpie #49
"And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read."  ~Alice Walker 

They were the pillars that held it all together from full plate to empty nest they carried us through in ice or fire's storm and great depression's wake holding a hidden strength that needed no light to grow they the true steel magnolias never expected a return for their favor for the legacy of a grandmother's wisdom cannot be returned only swiftly passed down to the grand mothers our daughters will someday be.

Also linking with One Shot Wednesday
....and to kill 3 birds with 1 stone...I am also sharing with lovely Emily at Imperfect Prose

The Mighty Things

"He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass."   ~George Herbert

It takes courage to live with someone who would harm you night or day, and even more to just walk away. It takes love to nurture a child, and hold him through life's trials, and even more to let go when it is time. It takes strength to convict a molester, and bring him to justice for his sin, yet even more to forgive him.

One Shot Wednesday

Also participating in Imperfect Prose with Emily.

Callused Hands

Magpie #46

"You cannot help but learn more as you take the world into your hands. Take it up reverently, for it is an old piece of clay, with millions of thumbprints on it." ~John Updike

Life grabs and pulls us through with the strength of callused hands never holding faintly with gloves to prevent weathers mark it cradles opportunity and then thrusts it within our palm  in time and symmetry we learn to hold on with all our might wisdoms brilliant sting progressively seeps in and also spills forth its evidence like braille to the blind cannot be hidden only shared for the rough hands of an old man always serve to remind us he has survived life's storms and so can we.