Tag: seeing things differently

Rest…

I cast my net
reached for the biggest fish
It swallowed me whole
and spit
out my net.
I survived 
recovered what was lost -
my net had been stretched
broken
torn
forever changed.

I cast it again
landed a crab
claws so thick
claws so sharp
it slipped 
out
left a big hole
let garbage came in -
my net collapsed
was on life support...
Then this fisherman came in
and as I reflect on it
he told me to cast my net
but I did not want to give in 
so he said:
"throw it with everything,
cast it one more time"
so I did
and until today
I see miracles with every mend.

Befuddled

Befuddled!
I am utterly befuddled!
walked into a shop
right...
thought I'd have a calm night
right...
buy little this, little that and wine
right...
run out barely with my life!
grocery shop have saber toothed prices
right!!

Stressed and befuddled!
thought I could give some help
yeah...
cause I'm a good guy
yeah...
Samaritan and all of that
yeah...
expletives were my best friend today
yeah..
Now I know my place
yeah!!

dumbstruck and Befuddled!
Usually I give good advice
right...
so being a good friend
right...
I decided to help them out
right...
The tongue lashing almost crippled me
right!!

Now I am betroubled.
In this great, big beautiful life
all I have is Befuddled.

Breaking Up With Maladaptive Daydreaming…

I spent so much time with you, and now I have to walk away—just like that, just today. The unicorns were great, and as I look back, my heart flips and screams a silent scream, ” I do not want to become a pillar of salt”. I regret looking back; I see the Milky Way and the rainbow – brilliant and true – beckon to me. Suddenly, a hommack emerges to welcome me back to Unreal. Fear claws with delay talons, vicious and true. “What is there to look forward to?”

I am numb, struck dumb by the reality that beckons menacingly. Now, I want to remain. I could stay forever and walk the yellow brick road. Maybe then I could find Freedom, which has been running from me. I never caught it, but it would just be out of reach, encouraging me to chase it and capture it with my net of great expectations. I never did catch it; most times, I could not see it, only hear the roaring of rushing waters, melodious and true floating through the air.

I have avoided those shadowy figures that lure me back into the trap of daily living. My bones grow cold when I feel them growing too close. “Does it make sense to go back? To sit and watch as my fate is reflected in hopeless eyes and zombies of broken dreams. But I want to walk through the path with real flowers, sunshine daffodils, a real path with dirt that fills my lungs before I give it life once more. I want to experience the newness of changes that signal I am still alive and more is just around the corner. “Not all those who wander are lost,” not forever.

As I step away from those dreams, they become cold and hostile, beating at my back. Without looking back, I know they are fading away into mediocrity and into obscurity. A tear hurries down my face, trying to seal the scream building up, ready to overflowing. Those shadows become solid. They become too real. I see the merging of monsters into faces I know and those yet to come…

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to” 

Can I make it in the real?

Clown Town

No fun
No sun
Only dark
That mark
Clown town
death sound
Everything spirals
Everything down.

I sit
I stand
looking about
land drought
land grab
maniacs smile
clown town
death sounds
everything spirals
everything down.

Home bound
asylum strapped
horror Nanking
death betrayed
world spins
kill all 
burn all
clown town
death sounds
everything spirals
everything down.

dreams die...

Position Yourself

Seek and you will find
the tangible truth
of you
stand firm
do not turn
away from the way.
be honest 
about your desires
then leave them
on the alter
do not wonder
what you will find
when you trust
is a sign 
that you must
walk a path
lonely
with traveller's dust
to align yourself
stand 
walk
run.