A Seattle Day

Grey clouds against me
Calming my mind and soul
Strange tranquility

Wretched

Wretched anger’s rage
Filled with deepest misery
Joy’s destruction sought

Real Power

I have power beyond belief
To make myself vanish
Into the summer’s breeze
Raising butterflies into the sky

Resisting Resistance

Sometimes inertia is massive. My resistance to motion, to change puzzles me. This illogical opposition towards bettering my circumstances annoys me. My frustration with myself, ironically, impedes my ability to resist resistance’s drag. The more anger, the more stuckness. Moments like this drive home that we are not logic driven brings. Emotion’s power: mammoth and dominant.

Morning Birdsong

Morning birds sparkle
Today, gently awakened
Songs greeting the dawn

Friday Thoughts

The strangest of days
Servitude released, mostly,
Escape from life’s bonds