the alarm sounds,
the day begins.
the sun appears through the curtain,
pink and purple and orange,
the sky blazing with the colors of the day.
so much promise ahead,
possibilities are endless,
no one yet set in their concrete ways.
the light glistens of hope,
it glances at these scars that won’t fade.
turn the page,
find the words.
the dreams are quieted,
hushed by my thoughts.
the list is filled,
everything carefully planned,
all the steps of life right there,
everything in order except my mind.
covered by a questioning stare,
tell me what I’m thinking,
reveal my thoughts,
I’ll try not to disappoint.
turn the page,
say it a million ways.
take a ride with me,
these journeys are never completed alone.
bypassing every memory,
here and now is where we’re headed.
it’s an unmarked path,
bring your courage,
pack your bravery,
shake the dust off your back,
be kind to that pile of regrets,
we’re not coming back.
turn the page,
another chapter is waiting.
don’t avoid the pain,
turn it to a poem,
invite everyone to read,
don’t worry that it doesn’t rhyme.
I know the things you’re learning,
I figured them out when I let the past go.
do-overs are real,
they occur every day,
tethered by a million strands of love,
the light has always been there.
turn the page,
the plot is building.
the moon is taking its place,
smile for the stillness,
listen and breathe the empty voids.
the darkness presses against the window,
I can see its breath,
I can hear its beating heart,
timed perfectly with the bravery of letting go,
the courage of taking a step.
the night cushions you like sand on your toes,
dance naked on the shifting beach.
turn the page,
this is our story.
“so much promise ahead, possibilities are endless,” Wahoo! So true! I love this!
Thank you Terre! Means a lot when I get you to woohoo.
Love each and every word of this . . . so descriptive, so captivating.
Thank you Kathryn. I was just lost in your photographs over at your place — you are so talented.
Lovely poem! The truth of the poet shines through…
Aww — blushing. Thank you Louise, you are such a comforting person.
take a ride with me,
these journeys are never completed alone….true that…nor was it ever meant to be lived alone…turn the pain into a poem…love that because so true…we share in it…we dip into each others world and that is where we find each other…i think it takes its power away….
Thanks Brian! Really appreciate your words.
All of this is good, but you especially outdo yourself here:
“the darkness presses against the window,
I can see its breath,
I can hear its beating heart,
timed perfectly with the bravery of letting go,
the courage of taking a step.
the night cushions you like sand on your toes,
dance naked on the shifting beach.
turn the page,
this is our story.”
So wonderful, this is.
Thank you Mosk. You are kind beyond words.
turn the pain to a poem…that is for sure a good thing to do..the bravery of letting go,
the courage of taking a step…yeah..it’s a journey for sure..
Thanks Claudia!
The transformation of experience into art is a beautiful thing, very nice!
Thank you. I think most art comes from some type of experience and since it seems the hard experiences are the ones we remember the most, I think it stems from that.
“turn the page/ this is our story” – because we all have our own story to lead… Lovely
Thank you!
‘don’t avoid the pain, turn it to a poem..’ – i so agree with you and can relate to these lines as well. loved the journey you took me to with this poem, Becky
thank you.
Thank you so much Yelena. I so appreciate your words.
the moon is taking its place,
smile for the stillness,
listen and breathe the empty voids.
the darkness presses against the window,
I can see its breath,
I can hear its beating heart,
timed perfectly with the bravery of letting go,
the courage of taking a step.
Super powerful portion, Becky!!
Thank you Hannah!!
in some ways, it takes a lot of courage to go down an unmarked path, but then again, it could be a lot of fun
Yes… unmarked paths can be fun, in that scary unknown kind of way.
Thank you!
You carry the sense of building so well through the poem. The ending is great also.
Thank you for such nice words!
‘do-overs are real,
they occur every day..’
Amen. Love the mix of image and smarts in this Becky.
Thank you so very much! I truly appreciate seeing you here and getting your view.
wow, I’m going to take this one with me and read it a bunch. i am in serious needs of words like these.. turn the page indeed! bravo..
Aww — wow! I’m honored! Thank you so very much.
This is fantastic! The unmarked path is the best way to go even if its not how we expected it to turn out. There are lessons in everything we do.
Yes… I agree. Lessons are everywhere, sometimes especially where we don’t expect them.
I do, turn everything into a poem!
Yay! I try… sometimes not so well.
Dancing naked is frankly one of my favorite things! (Ha. I wish.) Dancing is though! You have very wise words – it is great to step away from difficulty and pain; that kind of distance is very informative. k.
Thank you! I think we should declare a dance naked day.
Why just one!???? (Ha!)
Why just one!???? (Ha!) (I really am not on my side of the country dancing around in the altogether – I do dance around a fair amount but well bound up with clothing!) k.
Good point… many dance naked days.
oh, yes, this is the story of our days… i love the progression of this, the story of a day, the story of a life.
“everything in order except my mind”… know that feeling well!
I know, right? It can be so easily to get everything all laid out and then your mind does its little dance.
Thank you Kelly.
This is what it’s all about, coming to terms with and, acceptance of, and then moving on. Except that you said it all so much more poetically.
Oh… wow, thank you so much. That truly means a lot to me coming from you.
Lately, every morning, these kind of things go through my head. What is today going to bring? How can I make it mean something? Who will be with me? My favorite thought, though, is the one about turning pain into a poem. Nicely done.
Thank you Victoria. I wake up and go to sleep so often with those thoughts swirling around.
This whole poem is beautiful — but this line…. “the light has always been there” resonates deeply in my heart.
Thank you.
Thank you Louise.
I have to remind myself of my own inner light so often but I can see it so clearly in others, like you.
colorful and wonderful imagery…
Glad to read you.
Thank you for reading!
It’s ironic that the alchemy of poetry can transform pain into something beautiful.
Exactly.
Thank you for your thoughts.
too many amazing lines to quote ~ one of my favorites, b! powerful, hopeful… left me with a good feeling! thank you!
love ya!
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Oh Dani!
You make me smile.
Thank you for your friendship.