Friday, July 31, 2015

Updated 8-21-15


Now quiet and peaceful babbling brook,
serene and majestic a breath from above.
At peace by the rock, still with the water,
The breeze carries the calm and the fish takes it farther.

Crabby red crawdads scatter about,
butterflies flutter,
and the birds play around.
The sunlight dances on top of crushed glass,
playfully teasing the dew on the grass.
Dragonflies zipping and toying about,
The fish gracefully swimming without making a sound.
The bird she now flies, just learning how.
The earth and the sky did quiet this down.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

In Flight


In Flight

I could have said no, or just pushed away slow.
Now time for my choices to feed my life's growth.
Don't know what comes next, don't have to invest,
but to go with the flow and give of my best.

I could have gently backed away and gone on as before.
So much was learned, but I want to learn more.
I live to respect, accept and let go.
And i'll continue to learn what I need to know.

I've enjoyed this life for what it is, it's Rocky roads and Banana Splits.
Each day that comes now is fantastically new.
The sun is much brighter.  The skies are more blue.
New friendships are made and family acquired.
Surrounded by those whom I truly admire.

My wings did mend.
I now can soar.
My life's in flight.
It's my dance floor.

~LGN 7-29-15 (updated 1-30-15)




Thursday, May 21, 2015

Weakness

"Don't show weakness to the weak.
They may devour you of all your meat.
They may take your spirit, for none they have.
Because they are the lonely and they
are the sad." ~LGN

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Shadows

A beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup.

The shadow follows behind the cat. Hidden alleys and virused rats.
She waits to pounce, for she's at play...
Her warmth and softness meet the day.

It's in the oven, savory salt.  A tinge of sweetness, no one at falt.
Crossed broken bridges, to feel warmth in light,
To become the better, stand and fight.

Yourself, is you, nowhere to hide.
your silent truth, It is your life.
Your shadow will not go away,
embrace it's cover, your soul be made.

At times we know the lines are crossed,
we spoke too much and over thunk a thought.
So now stands still, the words of green,
What comes next, what does it mean?

~LGM

Forever Love

"A beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup."
LGM~

Sunday, March 29, 2015

This world is blinding mad.
I've taken all I can.
I chose to fight it back.
Not let it get me down.


So much waste when sad.
Reflecting on all I had.
Have now an empty sack.
Easier to get around.

Where's the gain in this?
Sick of being pissed.
Rots a soul away.
Living just to fade.

Yet the Heart Rocks and the Soul breathes.
There's chances to be had.
When looking back at the beginning,
what was the hurt that made it bad.

All the Loved ones who were suffering,
If I knew then what I know now
Could I change their beginnings,
or was all of this planned out?

Saturday, March 14, 2015

It's just morning



It's now becoming morning, a struggle through the night.
Found some moments I could doze, but something wasn't right.
Taking time to contemplate. the meaning of this life, it's been a long road.
Found some time for me to think and realize.
I hold the only key, to regulate my life.
Was a heavy Cross to bear, when I finally understood.
I'd have to learn about me, to finally feel good.
It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.
I had a haunting thought, what would be the cost?
If I let it all fall down and create another loss.
Talking to myself at length and surfing through the fear.
If I can manage this, tomorrow will be clear.
Nobody gets to choose if I'm bad or good.
If I'm going to win today, or if I'm going to lose.
It's just a chance I take, every day I rise.
When I meet the day, will I be happy or will
I cry.
It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.