The stream (all workshops)
Like a delicate flower
YES,
I endured through
Many battles of stormy weather
Day and night
rain and shine
And that I stay strong
Like a delicate flower
I STAY SURVIVED
Through many hardships
Of thirst quest and bitterness cold
I NEVER GIVE UP
Like a delicate flower, I have never
resign my beauty title
I still stand tall
to carry on my petals with
grace and poise
Like a delicate flower, I have passed through
many capricious seasons to come
with the various change in life
You don't get to be proud of most moments
The gift I'm giving you is far better
You get to be present in all moments
In your vicious cycle I am all seasons
In your circle I am parabolic
I am everywhere the center
Circumference unseen
Imagine your outskirts
The boundary of what you consider possible
The thin line between what you are
And what I'll make of you
Nature will drive the merciless reclamation
of the vacuum you've made
Inside the edges of yourself
And the wall stared back at him,
Clenching its fists.
Nothing in the world could sober it
But it hid its cracks well under a shield of plaster and paper
Dust flying off it in clumps
Sank to the floor.
As if it were a newly fledged bird flying and
Failing, flailing in the musky atmosphere of the dimly lit room
And the house spoke to him,
Through the wall.
Muttering accusations under its breath
But stood trembling and slanted like a broken pillar
I won't remain the same,
I won't endure the pain,
I won't beg for friendship,
Free to leave or to stay,
I won't send out my emotions,
I will build them a place,
Somewhere beyond the seven oceans,
Far away from people's gaze.
Today is just another step
Along the walk of life
Obstacles upon the road
Will no doubt cause you strife
Nothing’s insurmountable
You’ll always find a way
Unless you stop moving your feet
You can’t be led astray
Onward to the milestones
Inward through your mind
External forces slow you down
So inner strength you find
First you take a tiny step
Next you make it two
Keep stringing them together now
That’s all you need to do
Dream big and work hard
Be positive every single day
Your attitude makes a difference
In whether life goes your way
Push yourself beyond the limit
Until you can reach the sky
Sometimes, when you have big plans
You have to just do it or die
I recall a doc told an old
half blind lady
one white
morning pill
red at night after dinner
and
yellow green and blue
together at lunch
for your pee loo and poo...
well doc that's okay
doc
but just tell how
will they know
where to and when go
lol
PUSH ME
Here I stand, knuckles white
Reassuring me I’ll be alright
This fateful step I must take
I’ll just have to keep it tight
With cold wind in my face
Now it’s too late to say no
I wish to avoid any disgrace
So down there I must go
Knees are knocking and weak
In my throat there’s a lump
Are my prospects that bleak
And did Geronimo ever jump
Up here there’s no sound
Just a parachute on my back
Down there on the ground
I see a glinting railroad track
there is language in stillness
unspoken and easily seen
by those who know
truth lives in the space between lines
poetry is the presence felt
when words have left
how will you pause and parse
what will land if you let it
which words will make
an escape of an ugly day
or an ardent wind
from a dying breath
furious alchemy
makes formidable men
in the language on your lips
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