courage

Summer’s Heat

Some summer days

just try to intimidate

your courage to walk

upright & boldly

through them

unfazed by their

scorch of sorts.

The wind battles

the oppressive

furnace fire

of fossils making.

A welcome movement

shifts the air

just enough

to cool

& refresh.

All of nature

loves her change

whatever,

they adjust

and keep

on moving

to another

season.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Someday

Someday I will change

but for now I’m stubbornly

holding onto my walls

of insecure security.

Insecure because there is no

real ultimate protection

that I’m aware of.  No magic

immortality pill that

renders you invincible to

all attacks.

Someday.

I could change today.  Would

that upset the apple cart?

Flinging apples here and

there, to and fro

rolling down the street

creating havoc in every

one’s way.

I could.

But would I?  Hit by

a lightning bolt of

inspiration, I may

jump out of my

“comfort” zone and

take a bigger risk than

I’m normally prepared

to take at the drop of a

hat on a moment’s notice.

Is someday today?

Fruit stand at Pike's Market. Seattle, Washington

Fruit stand at Pike’s Market. Seattle, Washington

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Happy

Happy.  That’s the goal.

You can start from there.

That would be best.

If it’s a ways away,

the trip is worth taking,

gently stepping in

each moment toward

it.

Some are impatient

and rash.

They take “foolish”

risks to remain

high.

Leaps often

are greater than

we can take

or are ready

for.

Risks cannot

be avoided in

life.

Let them

be

enhancing

carrying you

to the next

one.

A lot of baby

steps amounts

to a lot at

the end of

the day.

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Golden helicon (Heliconius hecale) on Black Eyed Susan flower. Portland Oregon Zoo

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The Meeting

I like taking “risks”.

If you don’t do anything

you don’t have a life.

I like being healthy.

Thinking clearly.

Being at ease with myself

in a group.

I don’t know whether

I would be so quiet

if there were a next time.

Just listening

to people try to help,

I wondered how

their advice–being

long-winded as it was–

was getting through–

as there was little

time left for a dialogue

when their spiel

ceased.

I saw bravery and I

saw cowardice.

Everyone did the best

they knew how,

no doubt.

 

 

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Foggy Notions

Words, words, words

worming their way

in and through

your life.

They’re only the messenger.

The message is what you want.

Sans words.

So much more is said

but people are afraid to

voice it

between the lines

between the sentences.

It’s all there

but many are afraid

to own up to it, to own it,

take responsibility for

saying or failing to say

what is really on their mind–

what is real.

So all this fog & smoke &

mirrors distorts the person

whose message never

gets heard because he’s or she’s

afraid to say it, to say what

they (really) feel.

Shame.  A real shame.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

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Bee You/ BU/ Be You

Be as you as you can be.

Be a bee, if necessary

stinger and all.

Anybody messes with you

steps on you–

you let them have it

with your one and only–

stinger.

Just be as crazy as you are.

Everyone is crazy in their

own way.

Be that to an extreme!

Who’s to say you can’t?

Who’s to say you won’t–

have the courage, if that’s

what it takes–

all of us have fears to

over-

come.

Courage will allow for

that forward movement

to move past them.

Be you.  No one else can

(or probably would want to!).

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

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Hell on Wheels

Wallow around in hell awhile.

Why not?  Got something

better to do?

The path of none is crowded with

nobodies.

Nobodies who haven’t been

true to themselves.

Have lived a life of haunted

fear as their master.

Should be ashamed to show

their face–if it was

really theirs.

Playing to play it safe

gets you safe maybe

but nothing ever happens

in safe.  It’s on the

way to the base where all

the action is, all the

excitement of will I

make it or will I be called

out.

Don’t even step up to bat.

You might hurt yourself.

Play it so safe–if you were

there–no one knew it–not even

you.

Hell is for heroes & cowards alike.

What is an empty life?

You got it–empty.

Fill it with anything

that doesn’t betray yourself.

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Jump

I Jumped into the fire out of the

proverbial frying pan.

It wasn’t as warm or even hot!

as I thought it would or could be!

But I was prepared for the worst

or some semblance of the worst

in my mind–I don’t like to

go over negatives all that much,

but I do like to be prepared!

On the spur of the moment, sometimes

I can’t turn my worst negative

scenario into a positive outcome

all that easily, if at all.

So once I got really stressed &

lost control & raised my voice

which was completely

unnecessary if I’d have

just remained calm.

And a couple other times

I over reacted to some things

that didn’t need such

an extreme reaction or response.

You miss out on a lot of life

if you refuse to jump.

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The Path

bewildered and bewitched

my path unfolds before me

rocks, holes, sticks

all try to turn me off

I step over, around, under

any potentially threatening

obstacle in my path

hardly anything turns

me back

I weigh “effort”, if any

and reward

sometimes challenge

keeps my interest

an easy path has been

done

but try my skills

sharpen my judgment

and I’m up for it.

I know I’ll come out

the other side

a better person

a stronger one.

I see reason in

persisting when

none should exist.

It has to do with my

heart and who I hold

dear in there to once

again be present

together.

 

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Who, said the Owl?

Who am I?

Be him.

Peek inside.

What, who

do I see?

What do I feel?

I feel at peace.

Satisfied with myself.

Done enough

been enough.

Just because I

measure other people

doesn’t mean

they do to me the same.

Only if you’re baking

a cake do you need to

measure.

Follow the recipe.

Humans have no

recipe.

If you think you

do, you’d better check

your owner’s manual

for directions on how

to live your life.

It’s usually contained

behind the belly

button somewhere.

Who am I?

Check in, and see.

Great Horned Owl on fence. Summer Lake State Wildlife Refuge. Oregon

Great Horned Owl on fence. Summer Lake State Wildlife Refuge. Oregon

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