Under the Cloak

Faceless

I know not

who I am.

If I were to tell you

–ha!  I’d be found out

for all I’m hiding

for fear of conflict

arising because I

speak my mind, when

I do, and if you’re in

the way you get

the blast.

I try to hold my temper

my criticism, my impatience

my frustration

but sometimes inadvertently

I build up so much pressure

& steam, some leaks out.

Political leaks never saw such

revelation.

Sometimes I have to apologize

for the uncivil or even mean

behavior even though it

wasn’t consciously meant.

So I am cloaked way more

than I want to be.

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Bullfrog in pond surrounded by Water Clover (Marsilea quadrifolia). Oregon Gardens. Oregon

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Can or Can’t

A body and a spirit

People say we have both

Seeable and unseeable mostly

Believe you can

and you have a better chance

than not believing you can.

Better to be honest

and feel it

Faking it

until you make it

may work in a pinch

(seems we’re always “in a pinch”)

But real confidence

will carry you through

even if you don’t know

what you’re doing…yet

you ‘feel’ you can

handle whatever comes

up.

The Fire Wave at first light. Valley of fire State Park, Nevada

The Fire Wave at first light. Valley of fire State Park, Nevada

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Spring

When Spring comes in

it doesn’t announce

itself.

It’s just here.  “I am warm.

This is to get you ready

for summer without

too great a shock.”

All the green comes up to

greet it.  Rushing in

crowding in

want to be first

can’t wait for its

first sunbath

while it lasts

to wait the night

long for another

day of bright

green, stillness

and comfort.

Winter is left

Summer’s

waiting.  Spring

says enjoy me

while I’m here.

I won’t stay long.

 

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A blank wish

Wish upon the moon

or go further and wish

upon a star–any star,

just wish what you want

or how do you expect to

get there?

When you arrive,

& it isn’t what you thought,

at least you got someplace.

Even firing blanks, you

can hit the target–

you make a lot of noise

and everybody runs

for their life–or the finish

line.

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree lined road in Ireland.

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree-lined road in Ireland.

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What? Super Human?

There are a few ‘super humans’ on

the planet…not just those with

great abilities or intelligence but

have remained childlike in their

appreciation of life, of the world’s

wonders.

In the simplest everyday

things, they revel in enjoy-

ment.

Yes, there’s a ‘secret’ to their

‘powers’ of seemingly

uncommon excellence

and they’re willing

share it if you’re willing

to listen and participate

in steps to emulate

their achievements…

What could be more

enlightening than

to look forward to

a continuous experience

of everyday joy?  Yes,

it may be possible one

step at a time, improving

with every step.

Purple flowers at sunset. Rancho Palos Verdes, CA

Purple flowers at sunset. Rancho Palos Verdes, CA

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With or Without

I so want to succeed…

so anxious over the

result of achievement–

overly concerned over the

consequences of failure

irrationally over-emotional

without letting go of

the tether to the past

illusion of some secure

fantasy yet in a sense

real in that materiality,

since it was and is always

there seems necessary–

almost crucial to my

survival.

At one time I gave up 99%

temporarily of my

possessions & I was free

as anything–I did not

need what I was so

clingingly attached to out

of fear.  I was released

and above happiness

because I couldn’t take

it with me and I found

out I didn’t need it.

Coal Mine Canyon with rain clouds, Arizona

Coal Mine Canyon with rain clouds, Arizona

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Misty Ghosts

I’m breaking “invisible” barriers–

I didn’t even know were there.

Like a line of ghosts you walk through,

unafraid because you don’t even

know you are doing it at the time

but you can look back or ahead & see

that that’s what you are, in effect,

doing.

Awareness may block your

progress through imaginings, fear.

But you’re blind to all that, set on

full speed ahead, and need a strong

arm to rein yourself in to stop this

powerful train of energetic movement

forward–going almost without thinking

or much forethought just plunging,

forging ahead to your requisite “goals”.

You listen inside for any “unconscious”

insights of warnings or encouragement

and then test it with your logic side

to see if a decision, an action,

is desirable–even as a “risk”

if it seems chancy or on the line as to

whether you really want to engage

in it from this perspective,

in advance.  The ghosts aren’t scary.

If they’re there, you don’t know it.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Spoon.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Spoon.

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Flightful Fantasies

A butterfly

never knows

when its wings

will come.

It barely remembers

its previous life

or even if it had

one.

Its born with wings

the only impediment

possibly is to wait

for them to dry.

Then it’s free

to fly

its entire lifetime,

frolicking in the

strong winds,

it can navigate

the air waves

seatbeltless and

uncrash/crushable

from flower

to succulent

flower.

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Nature

I miss being alone

with nature.

I can always be

with people.

I miss the green,

the silence,

the peace,

the quiet,

self-reflective

nature of my mind.

Hope is restored,

renewed,

inspiration,

received.

It gives me rest

not to test

the opinions of

others–

approval is cast

to the wind–

in nature.

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island

Thank you for coming to my page.

For liking it when you do.

It gives me courage to go on

to believe in myself a little,

or even a lot more–

Doubts cast a mean shadow often.

I’m hardest on myself.

A little more self-acceptance

would go a long way toward

opening the next door–

But no man is an island.  No

matter how independent, how

strong we think we are

or can be.

But we are who we are.

 

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