Fears Wisdom 

We struggle with fear

But fear has its own wisdom

We must seek balance

Facing The Old Fears

Facing the old dreams
Memories long since hidden
Those things frighten me

Within Fears

This night’s emotion

As I seek tranquility

Buried within fears

My Mind woke me

My mind waking me
So very much racing through
Still desire sleep

My mind can be quite creative in these odd hours. Often, though,my waking isn’t about creative expression rather regarding fear. 

Awoke by my racing mind

Resisting waking
My chaotic mind distorts
Damaging my rest 


My mind gets going, laden with fear and energy, heat building up in my scalp as the unfocused fears run unburdened by logic or balance. Unreasonable and irrational, disrupting my rest and my day. 

Youthful Memories: A Free Verse Meditation

Youthful memories 

Comic books
Toy ray-guns
Sunlit days 

Free of shoes
Sand covered toes

Burning echoes
Of the first-girl-I-loved’s
Bemusement
And resultant mockery 

I wonder
Why suffering
Delights us so?
Such cruelty divides us
A charred gulf bearing
Smoldering rubble
Remnants of hope


So many memories of this journey called life. Painful ones sometimes rise up, reminding me of their place in my mind, my psyche. Hints of underlying angers and frustrations, damage done. 

Transformations

My child prepares
The next journey
Of schooling
A single step
This new world

Transformation

Intimidates some
Others feel promise
Some blend them
Strange balance 

Cowardice

What cowardice is
Letting fear define your life
Compassion stolen

Facing Aniexty 

I know anxiety lies 

Now to embrace it 

A morning meditation

Contentment pulls
Me back to slumber
Despair’s grip
Weakens

Anxiety lurks
Waiting to
Wreck havoc