Empty to Heal

a sojourn for healing 
next month i set course 
purging my past 
comes now in my words 
pain and anger spew out
empty to fill with joy

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Blackbirds

Mindful Stone

Bread for the birds
in our tiny courtyard
Four and twenty blackbirds
vying for crumbs
lined on the rooftops
waiting on power lines
Rainbow coloring around their necks
Lovely sight for this
dreary day

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Spring Forward

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Day moving quickly
One less hour but more light
I crave light and warmth
Today also an emotional release
Internal safety known
Memory processed
I think...for now

Drifting Reality

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Today a glimpse of clarity
ripped through me like a knife
That brief moment
while searing into my soul
settled quickly into introspection
Deeper meaning may come
but I think I've seen enough for now.

Beneath the Rubble

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The sun hitting my face
felt like Spring nearby
Driving to the spa
memories I thought long forgotten
gurgled up
Good memories
My utter devotion to Rod McKuen in the 60s
A line from Cyrano that I'd coveted
Were they hiding beneath the rubble?
Have I cleared enough rubble to see
not all was tragic?
Perhaps my mind clung to what I perceived
as great beauty
to balance what had been the rest of my life.

Out on a Limb

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Body feels so aged
Still climbing trees and
walking down hallways
on my hands
in my mind
Screaming inside to
run free
Screaming on outside
to make it stop

Kitchen Art

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Sounds from kitchen
frying, bubbling and spitting

The chef is at work making frittata
Sizzling sounds quiet to a murmur
The cracking of eggs followed by
swift beating
with only tools of perfection
Food is art to him
His creations divine

Yoga Restlessness

Mindful Stone Day 50

Five minutes
Silent stillness
Hours pass

Truth

Mindful Stone Day 49

Wind carries truth
to plant seeds in minds
awaiting its arrival


(Thoughts of news reaching into The Vatican. Open minds needed to receive the ugly truth.)

Painless

Mindful Stone Day 47
Haiku Day 17 (Black)

Dark art bleeds through me
silently
with no emotion

Dandelion

Mindful Stone Day 43

Peeking outside in snow-spotted garden
I spy a weed
A dandelion ~ tightly held buds with
frays of yellow
ready to burst open
A weed that used to  threaten the beauty
of my tiny courtyard
now brings smiles
knowing Lucy will happily chow down
on every leaf and bloom

Rooftop Song

Mindful Stone Day 42

Soft cooing
One of nature's songs
Pigeons on the roof

Communion

Mindful Stone Day 41

Waking up, I wondered what I might find today
in our stones group
It reminded me I had a tiny dish of stones
and other items for grounding
that I could hold
or place in a pocket for security

When a therapist, I sometimes would offer a stone
to a client to help them ground themselves
and feel connected to me between sessions

I realized our stones group does the same for us...
keeping us connected in a supportive and accepting
healthy way

Our stones have become spiritual communion.

Nirvana

Mindful Stone Day 40 (6-word Saturday)

Existing in nothingness
Yearning for Nirvana

Lost in Wonder

Mindful Stone Day 39

I have the gift of company within
From five-year-old happy innocence
To very wise elder
It is most rare when I am not aware
of someone nearby
Waking up each morning I find myself quite young
and so delighted with my world
Her voice is young and happy and full of curiosity and giggles
Often I wish to just climb into her
for the rest of my days

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Transformation

Mindful Stone 38

Agonizing over "killing fields"
in my latest haiku,
I rewrite and transform until
the trauma is first and
blossoming new life is last.
I feel the healing in the release.

Coping Skills

Stone Day 36


The ladder out of depression
Each rung takes energy
Easier to stay in the dark

Anniversary Date

Stone Day 35

His death two years ago
The monster in my bed
His patriotic sacrifice made before my birth
My lifelong destiny -
a mind with a security clearance
required to enter
Without my knowledge until age 44

Secrets still not believed
yet I exist
Telling my truth is my only purpose for being
Grief, anger
Emotions strike simultaneously
Grief for my life
Not his death

Past Tense

Stone 34

Princess skin chafed
from braving the treadmill yesterday
Aches and pains will soon surface.
Recalling a time when my gymnast body
Flexed with ease
and I felt so free

Downpour

Stone Day 33

seeking some relief
from outpouring of tears
mind and body
awash with painful memories
each droplet agony on my soul