He gave Me God

Once I lay
Void of hope and grace
He came
With bouquets of promises
Sewn from all my misfortunes
Sets of perfect smiles for every occasion
He brought
Ideas I wanted to make into
Perfect realities
And he gave me God

Watered all my imperfections
Creating beautiful broken flowers
Which don't quite grow for the perfect eye
But for the stable one
Who really sees

He gave me God
Not in a book
Or stone idols
But in his action
Being
Staying
Without fear
When all I saw was shadows

And in the waters of my discontent
He bathed with me
And it was just us
The God in him
And me


- BlooWriter

Why things don't change...

Our refusal to let things grow and develop keep us stunted where we are. What people don't understand is the very thing you are trying to prevent is the one that chases you relentlessly looking to transform you and the circumstance you are afraid of. How about we let things be, mature and adjust around us. The gifts you do not see can be astounding once you let them unfold. I believe while you worry and stress you prevent yourself from seeing the small steps your gaining toward your own benefit. I myself have been the victim of this self imposed stunted underdevelopment. Many times I have simply wanted what I wanted without regard to what was best for all, however once I allowed myself to think different I opened the door to a new way of seeing. I have become more aware of what and who is around me and what, if anything, it deserves from me. My life had to take many turns in order for me to become much more aware about life and now that I am I will stay the course. Things are not always what they seem. After all the darkest stones under the greatest pressure become the most precious of stones, if you know how to wait that is.


- BlooWriter

The Process of getting Clean

For those who don't know over a half a year my life has taken major turns and it is about to do so again...

I'M MOVING! to a new home... taking steps toward a new life

After being diagnosed with kidney disease, fearing my life had nowhere else to go, and having to be on dialysis I am happy to report that I am not allowing it to beat me down! I am getting my treatments and on the way to recovery.

THE PROCESS of getting clean has come from all the aspects of my life that were cluttered by all that I believed I had to do to be happy. I have discovered the process of simplification. From personal to home, love, life etc., I have cleaned house.

Being ill gives you astounding perception . It shapes your mind and helps you mold your existence with devine purpose. That which seemed to previously consume your life no longer does.

THAT which you believed you had forever to accomplish now takes presidence.
AND SO... Things have been decluttered, life has become simpler and I am adjusting quite well.

LIFE...IS ONLY THE BEGINNING.

What Dreams may Come

I spoke to a dreamer today
About all he wants to make reality
He constructs his castles of blue and gold
And places his queen in the middle of the room
Bought her a crown of diamonds
And parted the sky to pull down the sun
That she may light the day with her smile
Magic in the moonlight
Where only their shadows lie
Intertwined
He hides the tears she cries
In the laughter of his eyes
That joy may remain
When he has to say goodbye
For a moment in time


- BlooWriter

Start Anew....

As I sit here and think about this past year there is so much that has happened and although there is a reason for it all and a lesson at every step I wonder if it really needed to go down the way it did. This is not about regrets or resolutions because I don't resolve to do things I just do them, most of the time unplanned so this is just thought. My process. I guess it's why I write although this year if I do have one regret it's that I did not master the pen and paper as I would have liked to. Here I am though and that will be resolved, for lack of a better word. I digress. So much has happened this year to me, for me and against me and I must say I am grateful that I have not had the mordacity to ask "why me"?
I believe mostly because there are many going thru worse things with their heads held high and there for so shall I ( ooooh a rhyme :) ) and also because with the hard times have come many blessings. Besides I will not be brought down by worldly things God has his eye on me and has given me fortitude thru this so who am I to begrudge such a gift. Dialysis is at times easy at times hard so I ride. Sometimes I look at the process, the needles and the meds and become a bit disillusioned as to how far my battle may be although I know I am ready and able to fight it. I have great reasons to win as well and I will. One day I will be sitting here writing about way back when and this will be a distant lesson full of ups and downs as all of life is.
For now I look forward to this new year. Family, friends, love, circumstance and hurdles. The calm waters and smooth sailing will prevail during this up coming year and I will see that it is so for myself as well as All of the ones I love.
Here's to a new year of all that makes you smile and scream for joy and ice cream!!!!!

Be blessed!!


- BlooWriter

The Beginning

I'm sorting out life
It's images are strewn on the table in my head
Im prepared I have bought the tags
The folders that will make my life neat
Are now color coded
Red... Blue for the sadness that does not exist
A rainbow of happiness can now await me
If I but take that step
And I miss you
Like the desert does rain
You showered me with possibility
And I opened myself to love
Again.....


- BlooWriter

Today.....

Today was made to explore the regions of my psyche

That I have not explored before

My senses

In various ways will awaken

That it may transfer to my work in one way or the other

Free

Write

Without thought

Let the waters of my mind melt the obstacles like summer rain

No process

My process

Excess of words

Create beauty and horror simultaneously

Bring it to the page, flowers to a dieing grave

Sleep with my rage

Give the world a taste of me

I bring peace to the old

Turmoil to the young

Open fully without regard

To leave a piece of me behind

I poeticize

Criticize the ways

of stress and strife

It’s what I do…