Continental Drift.

An extra set of hands
to soothe and comfort
to touch and care for you.
I cannot share enough love
the contents of my heart, strain
through these ten points of contact
Can I reach you enough
to make a difference?
My influence searching
through your darkness
Moulding your nothingness
into a solid
we can both feel.
Feelings to connect
to join you to me
so that you don’t drift away
again, forever.

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[ I wrote this for myself, Words and feelings that I need right now, While thinking about how it could be for me. And a thankyou to Natalie for the inspiration. ]

Singularity in Space. (a response)

Perhaps…
possibility is hope.
Resigning to the practical
pushing away dreams
that were not as they seem
after all
your heart
belongs elsewhere
from your thoughts,
You belong
in you
and there
starts the magic
discovery

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[Kudos to the ever-thoughfully-inspiring Rachael for today’s spark]

Wednesday 12 March 2014

The message is coming through loud and clear
today
from so many disparate sources
What I am hearing
is
.“I am capable of so much
_the genuine me
_is just waiting to express himself.
_Your dreams are real
_Let them happen”

What I feel
is
_Afraid
_Holding back the tears
_Stifled by the protective crust
_I’ve built around the genuine me

What I long for
is
 Mindfulness
 that
 shows me where my heart is hard
 unlocks the tears and
 in doing so breaks my heart
 to the preciousness of my life
 the uniqueness of my genius
 the unending grief of my losses
 and my immeasurable capacity to love

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[With thanks to a Susan Piver article for most of the words in the last stanza.]