Silence

The tape has been pulled from my
mouth, the gag removed. The bonds
Cut from my hands and feet, and my
resolve renewed.

For a time my voice was lost. For a
time, I had nothing, I was quiet.
But silence has a way of making many
things desired.

I'm back ladies and Gentlemen.

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet

Trail of letters

Half of me is hoping that you you will read this, that you still visit this blog. The other half hopes you don't see this.

However, if you are reading this, thank you for listening...really.

To you, it may look like I'm in possession of a vast amount of happiness that I take with me wherever I go, but even I need to get things off my chest at times. I know you're busy and stuff, so don't worry. I just feel more...distant from everything, almost like I have to wade through syrup to get to everything...to everyone...to you.

Sigh, it's been tough, the past few weeks, all the stress and work etc...But don't get me wrong, every smile I had was still genuine.

I still feel distant. And I don't know why.

Sigh, enough self brooding for now. Need to start smiling again.

Cheers and Waiting,

Healing Poet

Word Definitions

Circumvent: What you tell your boss when he is stressed out

Balderdash: A bald guy winning a marathon

Willy-Nilly: A guy with no bump in his pants

Idiosyncracy: Idiots line dancing

Testimony: checking your wallet

If you get what they mean, then good for you

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet

Wrappers strewn about the floor
A tree with leaves moulting. So dry
An assortment of gifts scattered about
The floor while children scamper about
Merrily ripping paper of packages

No other day would anyone be so happy
To see a house so messy.

Merry Christmas All :P

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet

Hello there

Hello there friend.
Use your time to be happy
You are a walking marvel
You have n equal
You are unique, ireeplaceable.
Did you know that?
Why aren't you surprsed?
Why aren't you glad, astonished
about yourself
and about everyone else
you know?
Do you think that it's so natural,
so obvious,
that you are alive,
that you can go on living,
that you are given time
to sing and dance,
and to be happy?
Why then lose your time
in senseless pursuit
of money and possessions?
Why make a rowd of worries
of tomorrow and days after tomorrow?
Why quarrel, bore yourself?
Why drown yourself in empty amusements
and then sleep when the sun shines?
Take your time quietly and be happy

Time is no speedway

between the cradle and the grave

but space

to find a place in the sun

Hello there by Phil Bosmans.

Cheers and Waiting

Healing Poet

Untitled

It's been quiet lately. Like the calm before a storm or something (lol). Well don't feel bad. Seriously. You shouldn't :)

After all, If you need to talk...

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet

A note that brings longing

I wrote this for a competition. The theme was "make me hear music"

It won honorable mention.

Listen to me as I play your song through

Minors of heartache, through majors of

Love. Every string I pluck, every note I

Play, is meant to how you what I want,

What I cannot say.

Sing with me as I play your tune out in

Soft and sweet chords, and sadness

Without. Every beat of your heart, In

Sync with this song while we hear the

Rich tones, with feelings so strong

And when we reach the end, let me

Play your lullaby. Each note, black or

White, is like saying goodbye. Each

Key brings tears, each tear, a memory

Always remembered, always a story.

Cheers and Waiting

Healing Poet