Tag: Life

Again, Why?

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Cold
Wet
Driving rain
beating down on me.
Yet here I sit.
Why am I here?
Why didn’t I go where
it is warm and dry?
Looking up the rain stings,
little needles in my eyes.
It does not deter me.
I want warmth!
Spreading my wings
I launch into the air,
seeking that which I desire.
I know it is here.
Just a little further I will…
* * *
When I wake I am disoriented.
Wasn’t I just flying?
Looking around I see….
What?
How did I get here
with the dirt and leaves?
Carefully I wobble to my feet.
As the world clears
so does understanding.
A tree looms before me.
High above
feathers still cling,
strangely in the shape of
me.
Shaking what feathers are left
into place,
I realize the rain has stopped,
I am warm and dry.
Mission accomplished,
yet in retrospect
the sting of the rain
may not have been so bad
compared to the sudden stop
and drop
of a tree.

~ © 2014 Heidi Barnes

The picture is a prompt on Kellie Elmore’s Website from January 10, 2013 for her FWF (Free Write Fridays). I had missed this one and saw the picture on the bottom of last weeks prompt. It spoke to me so I decided to give it a try. I have been late before, but never this late!! LOL Go take a look at the other entries. There are some very talented writers and poets taking part in this fun exercise.

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Voices in the dark

promising no pain,

peace.

With grief overwhelming

heartache profound

I step towards the silky warmth

needing what is promised

praying for ends respite.

A hand in mind

holding me back,

begging to stay

to come home

into the light.

Darkness reaches out

tendrils cool to the touch,

coaxing me forward

giving a taste of peace

so desperately sought.

Hovering on the edge

between life and loss,

a battle of wills

the ending yet seen

until hold breaks

I fall into arms embrace.

Eyes slowly open

a surprise awaits….

~ © 2014 Heidi Barnes

Live Life

On By HeidiIn Poetry6 Comments

I live,

I breathe,

The day goes on

and so do I.

But what is life?

Is it just making it through

the best we can?

Or is it living those days

to the fullest,

never stopping

never waiting for the night to catch us.

Forever moving on

until we can move on no more.

Do we let other dictate our lives?

Tell us what we can or cannot do.

What is right and what is wrong

according to them and their beliefs.

Each life is special,

each one unique.

No one soul is the same.

So I say

live life the best you can

with what you have

because it is your life,

not theirs,

so it is your choice

to live.

Spirit

On By HeidiIn Poetry8 Comments
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I walk the earth
feet bare, eyes open.
Taking in all that I see,
I feel,
I sense.
I search for that one.
You know,
the one who will tell me
everything I want to know.
 
They are there,
just out of sight.
Hiding in the shadows
teasing me with glimpses of fairy light.
Those spirits of old,
forgotten memories,
faded into tales told to help children sleep.
 
What if I told you those tales are true?
That once upon a time
there was more than me and you.
That spirits walked this earth
free from malice and fear,
helping those in need
or playing tricks for cheer.
 
As this world grows old
we are told what to believe.
That evil lurks nearby
forever trying to take us to our knees.
But what is evil except what others perceive.
A fear,
a hatred,
an unknown that is hard to believe.
 
I walk these lands
and see the marvels around me
and wonder why one spirit’s magic is call miracle
while another is shunned as the devil’s deed.
If I were to wave my hand
and a tree springs to life in winter’s deep,
would I be hailed a miracle worker,
or be burned a witch on the pyre of man’s sins.
 
Within us all a spirit resides.
It’s who we are,
how we live.
So I ask you now this question of old,
who are you to judge me and my beliefs
when judgment is not yours?
If sins I have I will answer in time,
but only to the spirit that surrounds me
leads me,
loves unconditionally
me, my soul.

Air

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I fly with confidence

only time provides,

soaring among the clouds

the sun warm against my hair.

Below green and blue

spread far and wide.

A testament to life

as it quietly resides.

 

A soft breeze gentle kiss

soothingly cool to day’s hot breath.

Yet one subtle shift

and everything fixed

is suddenly adrift.

Life giving,

life changing,

twisting

turning,

leisurely making its way.

Clearing a path

wide with destruction.

The devil’s sashay.

 

Sitting atop

a lone oak tree,

I survey the destruction

with detached ease.

I once knew this place,

long ago,

when life was brand new

and man had yet to grow.

The beauty was magnificent,

the air crisp and clear,

life living in harmony,

no poison to breathe.

 

I mourn those lost days,

when soaring through trees

did not mean metal

or glass

or concrete,

but wood

and leaves

and  serenity.

 

Air is life.

Air is giving.

Air can taketh away.

So beware the living

And treat Mother Earth

with kindness and care,

or her wraith you will receive

in the form of air.

 

 ~ © 2014 Heidi Barnes