living, nature

Dress Rehearsal

Dress Rehearsal

by Carmen H Gray

All of those longstanding moments

Atoms constantly in motion

A tear that fell from my 6 year old eye

Drops of blood mixed with the headiness of life

Moving with the waves of the ocean

In my teenage years

The wind carrying messages and sighs

That velvet dress I wore when I was 22

That held all of my 44 year old fears

Spans of time in the speed of light

Compressed into the zip drive of my soul

Carrying those original sequences of being

Trails of stardust while standing in the starlight

It was all just in preparation for the here and now

 

 

 

 

 

 

beauty, living, nature, poetry, time, writing

In The Garden of The Heart

“A fractal is a way of seeing infinity”-Benoit Mandelbrot

In The Garden of the Heart

by Carmen H Gray

I heard the soft sound of those delicate chimes

And suddenly I was there

Those warm springtimes

Walking, walking in my garden fair

The rosemary sticky with its scent

The artemesia silvery and light

No plant I touched was discontent

The proud lavender, standing upright

In that garden, was I there?

Were those days carefree before?

I wondered that as I lay here

Time is a revolving door

Nature’s fractals I have seen

In that garden where I stepped

The leaves outstretched and deeply green

A lovely place where I have wept

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Shelf Life

Shelf Life

by Carmen H Gray

Once upon a time

Hiding behind the bedroom door

You sat

Sturdy and proud

A place to put

Little treasures

From her pockets

You watched it all unfold

Left behind

To witness walls coming down

But she and I

Came back to see

All the new things happening

And we found you still there

Guarding the room

Waiting for us

To take you with us

A different place

To sit proud again

 

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Life Twice

“Luck is a very thin wire between survival and disaster, and not many people can keep their balance on it”-Hunter S. Thompson

Life Twice

by Carmen H Gray

One is the hand that was dealt

One is what emerges, how it is felt

One is the flush

One is the bluff

One is how to set yourself free

One is only what you choose to see

One is an excess of this

One is the lacking, all remiss

One is blithely balanced on wire

One is sinking into the quagmire

A living Hell or a Paradise

 In this Life Twice

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Unfolded

“I want to unfold.
I don’t want to stay folded anywhere,
because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
and I want my grasp of things to be
true before you. I want to describe myself
like a painting that I looked at
closely for a long time,
like a saying that I finally understood,
like the pitcher I use every day,
like the face of my mother,
like a ship
that carried me
through the wildest storm of all.”

-Rainer Maria Rilke

Unfolded

By Carmen H Gray

I came undone

In the undone world

Fragments and pieces

Misplaced, I thought

Until I walked on

And gazed again

At myself unfolded