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Expressing Ourselves

 

” No man has the right to dictate what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions, and to build confidence in the creative spirit. ”
-Ansel Adams

 

Create with me
a reality based on our dreams
A many faceted gem that exists
at the touch of our souls.
We’ll shape the pieces anew
and watch them form
I’ll manifest the you that you wish
as I become the me I envision
It doesn’t matter who we are
as long as we are true
to our self to our dreams
and to the expression of our wills.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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ObservationObservation by G A Rosenberg

 

Pattern AwakeningPattern Awakening by G A Rosenberg

 

The Forest Where the Pieces Lie

 

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where -‘ said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.”
― Lewis Carroll

 

Wandering in a spiritual desert
searching for a destination.
I was told the truth was around here somewhere
tho the signs pointed in all directions.
I started out finding pieces scattered
like tired dreams
yet they shone true as the summer sky
yet like blue sky puzzle pieces
they didn’t seem to fit
so I changed my road
and found still more
so I kept on
grasping for pieces of blue sky truth
and brown mud truth
and angel eyed truth
yet few details emerged.
The big picture eluded me
tho I got hints of its final shape.
Now millions of pieces and
thousands of roads later
I know it still eludes me
I may never get where I’m going
yet this forest will always be my home.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Chaotic MisdirectionChaotic Misdirection by G A Rosenberg

 

Lost in a Fractal ParkLost in a Fractal Park by G A Rosenberg

 

Jonesing for the Verse

 

“Poetry is no more a narcotic than a stimulant; it is a universal bittersweet mixture for all possible household emergencies and its action varies accordingly as it is taken in a wineglass or a tablespoon, inhaled, gargled or rubbed on the chest by hard fingers covered with rings.”
― Robert Graves

 

I need a quick verse
to fix me up
cause my soul done broke again
C’mon man fix me up with a rhyme
I got the money if you got the time
for the ache in my throat
needs something gentle
to sooth the pain
and my heart
needs the gentle refrain
Don’t leave me hanging brother
even a haiku may help
me make it through the ennui
Please I will for poetry
she always turns me out
and I bring her back my best
then get beaten by her tender slaps
leaving her marks within me.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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War ZoneWar Zone by G A Rosenberg

 

Influenced by Her SurroundingsInfluenced by Her Surroundings by G A Rosenberg

 

Scrying GemScrying Gem by G A Rosenberg
 

A Structure Missing Scansion

 

“A happy life is just a string of happy moments. But most people don’t allow the happy moment, because they are so busy trying to get a happy life.”
— Abraham

 

Collect the moments
of joy and pain
Press it into your book of memories.
Each one a brick in your structure
Each one a stick in your construct.
The pain blocks can be beautiful
for they have made you strong
Build on your survival.
May the joyful moments be the windows
with which you view the world
and may the view propagate.
Anger will not bear weight
so use it lightly
Forbearance will get you through
Let others in
to see what you build
You never know what they may contribute
what moments they will add.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

Click on images to see full-sized: Throwing StarsThrowing Stars by G A Rosenberg

 

Gateway ZGateway Z by G A Rosenberg

 

Jamais Vu

 

“There’s an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It’s when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.”

—Chuck Palahniuk

 

I’ve never seen that
look in your eyes
or that colour
Your touch is so new
and so adored
how have I missed that before.
Our bodies explore
each other’s touch
has anything felt so rare?
Your smile, your gasp
music I’ve missed
throughout all my affairs
You are new and different
and to my delight
you seem to feel the same
Each night we meet
for the first time
and for the first time we share
after fifty years of marriage
each other’s premiere.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Lightning in a Mirrored MatrixLightning in a Mirrored Matrix by G A Rosenberg

 

PisceanPiscean by G A Rosenberg

 

A Sorrowful Poem

 

“If you cannot be a poet, be the poem”
— David Carradine

 

A Sad poem I am
full of unrealized dreams
and strange longings
My rhythm sucks
and there is little reason
let alone rhyme.
There were a few verses about love once
but they got written over
by frustration
The angry words were in turn
never entered
left in foggy resentment.
Sorrow, regret are just words
with resonance that go far too deep
A spiritual ode
weaves in and out
as does humour (on the wane of late)
I know the poet well
and perhaps he can be persuaded
to turn this poem around
yet for now his pen lies at rest.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Final AudienceFinal Audience by G A Rosenberg

 

Drifting ExpansionDrifting Expansion by G A Rosenberg

 

Time WarpedTime Warped by G A Rosenberg

 

Hanging Out in My Cocoon

 

“How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?”
— Richard Siken

 

Always changing
my butterfly self
killing the caterpillar in my cocoon
then moving on to the next
Transforming
from when to when
and from who to whom
yet always myself
I mourn for the cast off skins
of mes past
as I long for the kiss
from the me yet to come
that will send me off
this transitory form
of my eternal being.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Time's CupTime’s Cup by G A Rosenberg

 

Ghost WhispersGhost Whispers by G A Rosenberg

 

Wistful

 

“Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”
— Leonardo da Vinci

 

Longing for my flying days
my travel days
the road never-ending
and the sky going on forever
I tell myself
the familiar tale
of satisfaction the everyday
and that roots enable growth
I’ve raised a life
and a family
and found beauty in
the routineless routine
yet then I see sky
or a patch of the open road
and I remember
the trapped freedom of wingless flight.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Path Through the MountainsPass Through the Mountains by G A Rosenberg

 

Conflicting ThoughtsConflicting Thoughts by G A Rosenberg

 

Magical Places

 

“Magical places are always beautiful and deserve to be contemplated … Always stay on the bridge between the invisible and the visible.”
— Paulo Coelho

 

Close your eyes and take my hand
I want to take you to my special place
through the forest beneath coloured skies
to the beach beneath the moonlight
The waves lap and flow inward
and the breeze sweeps us
Crickets and merriment are the sounds we hear
and the taste of the salt on our tongues
There is no need for words here
just enjoy this with me
and imagine what’s beyond the sea
beyond the beach
beyond our hearts and being
and feel it touch us here
under the night sky.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Seeking FreedomSeeking Freedom by G A Rosenberg

 

Embedded Lynx in a ChainEmbedded Lynx in a Chain by G A Rosenberg

 

Name It

 

“To name something is to wait for it in the place you think it will pass.”
— Amiri Baraka

 

Name your fears
Name your hopes
Name your dreams
Name your loves and your hates
for to name something
gives you power over it.
You can call on something that has a name
You can invoke it and evoke it
Draw it out into the open
and deal with it openly.
Compare that to a nameless dread
or a feeling of hope
or a breath of love.
Naming it makes it real.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Penguin KeepPenguin Keep by G A Rosenberg

 

Floating Within the StreamFloating Within the Stream by G A Rosenberg