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Trapped In Dim Twilight


“There are dead stars that still shine because their light is trapped in time. Where do I stand in this light, which does not strictly exist?”
— Don DeLillo


Trapped in dim twilight
I seek..
I don’t know what
motivation for my actions
some shadowed satisfaction
traction to gain reaction
or purpose and reason
the treasons that I inspired
in the days when I was wired,
not tired
like now in this light
feel like giving up the night
trying to make things right
but can’t
because the stars went out
what’s that about?
I used to shout
at injustice
but like the stars
that part has died
the days I cried
and for what?
I’ve made it this far
I’ll become my own star
with light forever blazing
I’ll create a new life
find some new strife
it will be amazing.
— G A Rosenberg

Blessings, G


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La Belle Dame MorteLa Belle Dame Morte by G A Rosenberg


Expansion of ConsciousnessExpansion of Consciousness by G A Rosenberg


The Revealing

“We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”
― E.E. Cummings

Now can come the revealing. Anyone reading this and anyone not reading this can know that you are worth it. There is that in you that is a star, a deity who is worthy of all the wonderment and joy that this universe offers. You may falter and fall but you will rise again. Because life sometimes throws us curves and sometimes we give into temptations. Sometimes we may do terrible things. That does not make us unworthy, it makes us human. Being human with faults and foibles is something to celebrate. Realizing who we are and our capacities even if we have not lived up to them is happy making. Remember that we are all stars and we all contain universes. Remembering this can help us get through even the darkest nights of our soul and the greyest days.
Blessings, G

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The Woods He Leaves BehindThe Woods He Leaves Behind (Zeper) by G A Rosenberg
Training Ground for PhoenixesTraining Ground For Phoenixes by G A Rosenberg

Having Potential


“I am what I am not yet.”
― Maxine Greene


When I was younger, I was told by far too many people how much potential I had. It always freaked me out. It took me years to even grow into any of the potential that people saw in me because I was so busy running away from the possibility of doing it wrong. potential is infinite tho and we are always on the way to becoming something and usually that something is ourselves. We humans are stars and we contain more than we’ll ever realize. Since then I have not only allowed myself to reach some of the potentials people saw (and have rejected others) but I have grown a lot more comfortable with the idea of having potential. Oddly enough tho at 53 very few people say “You have a lot of potential.” I say its an odd thing because each one of us still here in the physical are in a constant state of becoming. The woman who wrote the above quote lived well into her nineties and never stopped exploring in her field and in any other area of life she was interested in. We are constantly in a state of becoming that which we are not yet.
Blessings, G


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Nice Night For ItNice Night For It by G A Rosenberg


Wandering AfieldWandering Afield by G A Rosenberg

My Verse is My Vice


That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.”
― Walt Whitman


My verse is my vice
for my words sprawl
like a gutter drunk
speaking unintended truth
thru the heartache of blurred vision.
Such tricksy a thing is language
and so easily misconstrued.
yet still I’ll contribute
poetry for play
and spectate all the while
for there is magic here
and power for those who wish it.
Roles taken on
to catch kings’ consciousness
and to fill beggar’s bowls
We, stars all, shine brightly
in our flight across the stage;
joyful even in our misery.
Intermission is over
and a new act begins.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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TouchTouch by G A Rosenberg


Orracular VisionOracular Vision by G A Rosenberg