where are you going?
oh precious soul,
priceless
where are you going?
… speak to me.
with your mysterious vision
your body–its inflections,
its words
you come to depend
that it’s always
listening
fly now into
your life
which drizzles
like the wind, cleansing
© r.e.l. 10/8/12
image by unknown, found on A Taste of Social Media
Posted for 10/30/12-11/5/12 on Jingle Poetry
just motion, weightless
i am here to tell you
that your magic
demystifies your
you
your path—alive and open
knows no worry
just motion, weightless
never doubting, confident
i am here to tell you
about this one
beautiful life
© r.e.l. 8/21/12
for my daughter
what are you?
what is a heart, i ask
is it you? do you hear me?
flowing blood
protecting love
building walls
melting eyes
always beating . . . beating . . .
you carry lifetimes
of veins
of cells
and secrets of who we are
© r.e.l. 7/9/12
image of my soy latte by simeon schatz photography
a single embrace
sometimes even
a
single
embrace
a touch
can help you build anew
…although vulnerable
as pieces inside of you
are ebbing, are fading,
you learn how to be alive
resilient, supple
and tiptoe forward
soles to the earth
step by step
to prize your beautiful
life
© r.e.l. 6/10/12
[also posted on redbubble]
covered in moss
write with me
… as if i’m writing you
… as if i hear only your voice
your substance, your curves, your nuances, your eyes
as if for the first time
seeing me, perhaps
as a tiny particle of life in the ripple of a pond
it’s true, i remember the stars
when we first met
did you know that the cobble stones
on our path
each covered in moss
growing
alive
know that to provide direction
to you
is to cheat you of your trail of treasures in life?
… with your warm beaming clouds
listen to them
(. . .)
i do
© r.e.l. 5/27/12
Posted for Thursdays Poet Rally 6/6-6/13/12 on Hyde Park Poetry
precious heart
i just whispered,
precious heart,
that you beat in colors
inhaling all of life
but also parts that should only
be viewed as if through an hourglass
don’t worry though,
it will all be ok …
breathe with me
you have p r i c e l e s s time
on your side
so, hide with me in the beach grass
… and listen to the wind and the waves
take my hand and join me
in the rest of our lives
© r.e.l. 5/23/12
image by simeon schatz
Featured in redbubble’s Inspired by Life
rapid on rock
there between it
iconic
flows of it, and that
reflectively
gravity feeds on passion
stand with roots
gifts are alive
now
soulingly bubbling
without care of resistance
water quenches life
stones allows it to dry out
if some insides know the outsides do too.
know
life
© simsha 2012
Posted for Poetry Picnic 5/6-5/13/12 on Gooseberry Garden
wings
when the shadows
pass by
the cracks
of life
…the ones that tell the stories you forget…
can i be your wings?
© r.e.l. 4/21/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 4/22-4/29/12 on Gooseberry Garden
it. all. matters.
it all matters
my fragile soul broken, speaks
to me
hiding once…
don’t you realize that
we are already healed?
delicate you are, beautiful moment
elapsing yet not
your possibility never forgotten
saved in my heart, as you…
the flower that i pass
knows how to live
as time stops
in its waltz
it tells me–hide with me
in my competence
that needs no prestige
only being,
only tenderness
© r.e.l. 4/13/12
Posted for Poetry Picnic 4/15-4/22/12 on Gooseberry Garden
forgetting
what is it
to forget?
a distant dream
gone by
known by only
a whisp
an ache that pulls
its way back
keeps trying
but cannot stick
or is it
a wish to
know nothing
feel nothing
be nothing
so that the pressure
to be more
absolves
even though
it forgets
it remembers still
i remember
© r.e.l. 1/3/12
Posted for Poetry Picnic 1/8-1/14/12 on Gooseberry Garden
of all that whispers
swirls of life
judgments
and tears
we move past it…
as our hearts dig deep
to the soul
of all that whispers,
we know
without question
that which tells a story
in the spaces of us
and that which lives
forever in a moment
© r.e.l. 11/24/11
image by simeon schatz
Posted for Poetry Picnic 11/27-12/3/11 on Goosberry Garden
together with me
together
in me,
deep
moving imagination
that you are,
call me
to a place
that works
in solitude
living
lightly,
accept me
never forgetting
that i
live in a circle
that repasses
that which
occurred
yet sees
its tunnel
to shine
© r.e.l. 11/1/11
image by simeon’s clay art
Posted for Thursday Poet’s Rally 11/3-11/9/11 on the Poetry Palace
dear mountain stream
i don’t know how
you do what you do
but you do it
every time
to me
a never-ending
way of being
dear mountain stream,
speak to me
as loud as you wish
© r.e.l. 8/20/11
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 8/21-8/27/11 on Gooseberry Garden
star on a distant paradise
where are you now
in this moment, i ask
climbing a ladder to a distant cloud
that only i know…
floating on a bubble under a wave of life?
you are crazy
with the mystery you breathe
you are the pure energy
of love
… fire mixed with water
and raindrops inside sand
you are tears and joy forever intertwined
like a bird not knowing his wings
still… after all
you know you are
the one who saved me from a distant paradise
and you are true
© r.e.l. 11/4/10
image nightbird2
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/10-7/17/11 on Jingle Poetry
a deeper order
create me like i created you
in the space
which lies deeper than you know
it is where, you see,
i first found
the concept of your
decision
to think outside your unexpected life
and roar instead
impactful.
i sighed
© r.e.l. 5/18/11
Posted on Thursday Poet’s Rally 5/19-5/25/11 on Promising Poets
… thank you, Promising Poets, for the Celebrate Poet of Summer Award!
… thank you, Promising Poets, for the Perfect Poet award! I cherish this community of poets and am honored… For next week, I nominate deadpoet88. -robin
flowers kiss
you could live there
your heart beating
in my mind
as a trail
to the sun…
…missing life
without you…
…like the times
when the flowers
kiss
the
bees
© r.e.l. 4/1/11
image “flowers kiss”
posted on Luna’s world
Posted for Poetry Potluck 4/3-4/9/11 on Jingle Poetry
your wish
what is your wish?
why don’t you tell it to me
now…
so i can keep it safe in the place
where the trees know
your name
and why not tell me too
if you are for real
in a place where i am you
and you are me
did i tell you yet that you are my wish?
© r.e.l. 3/30/11
image of my wishng tree…
Posted for Poetry Potluck 4/3-4/9/11 on Jingle Poetry
will i last?
you changed my life
as i went numb
waking with your lightning storm
inside in my dream
your fire, outside
of me…
i wondered, silently,
will i last through this next moment
in your presence?
drawn to you, still
forever in my memory
© r.e.l. 3/13/11
image “stormyard3″ – a lightning storm
posted on Poetry Potluck-3/13-3/19/11 for Jingle Poetry
i’m still here
i
live
in
the
subtle
world.
can
you feel me?
breath me?
see me? if not,
it’s ok. i’m still here…. for you
© r.e.l. 2/14/11
heart-rock spotted near pt. reyes lighthouse
an anonymous soul
you are a mystery and a mind who flies
among thoughts, reacting to time
in a body, yet not… memories
only a part of you because
you know there’s a space
between, that is silent
it will heal you if
you let it
speak
and know
you, before you do
for a reason unknown
but do it anyway because
it is your trip through life
we are more real every day
© r.e.l. 2/12/11
inspired by another soul
featured in Freedom to Shine on redbubble
posted for Poetry Potluck week 22 on Jingle Poetry
maybe i’m scared too
maybe i’m scared too. i’m scared to know that i do feel what you say.
Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux of Valenciennes
i’m scared to know that inside me is a seed growing, unstoppable.
powerful enough to find you. that if i water the seed it will grow, that it is already growing, that you are my future, that if i look into your eyes i will be swallowed like pools. to drown.
but in a sweetness that i won’t want to forget.
i’m scared that inside i know my life will have to change, that i’m not who i’m meant to be now, but i will be with you.
i’m scared that the unknown knows more about us than i do.
so, i ask you now, don’t stop.
© r.e.l. 1/3/11
inspired by song ‘Inscape’ by Stateless
Featured in Imaginative Skulls on redbubble
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 5/1-5/7/11 doubts, fear, inhibition, hesitation on Jingle Poetry
the key of life
(a new treat…written by my daughter 
there is something out there
always something
looking for you
never expecting
it to be real
the key
of your life…
it rarely jingles on a chain
but in the cells
of who you are
passed down to you
through generations
for a reason
you find out over time.
find the hallway
hidden
in your heart,
look for the door
that fits your key.
how will you know when you have found it?
it will whisper to you
and don’t worry, you will hear it…
© by Cora, age 10, 12/27/10
your internal dialogs: learning by talking to yourself
Do you often speak internally to another person as if you have direct access to each other’s thoughts? Are you fueled by the language that speaks to you inside your mind? Is this dialog a way for you to make things right simply within your mind with certain people?
It is easy to speak the secrets of your soul when you speak to yourself. First, your heart needs to be open so that you are able to feel the truth of what you really feel.
You have a story to tell. You can read it, listen to it, and live in it as you would your favorite book.
You have many channels to your heart. The trick is to find yours–the ones that undeniably open every time.
Find the universal presence, spirit or love that resonates most with you and feel it hold you like a warm blanket. Then speak to it. Let it tell you, as a mirror, what you have to say.
You might hear questions such as “Why are you mad at me?” , “What did I do wrong?” and “Why do you love me?”
If you visit your child self, you might find a version of you looking back as if she/he has known you all your life (it’s true), asking you if you ever pay attention to her/him? She/He might whisper a secret to you that you have never heard.
You are not crazy. You have a lot to say. Just listen with open ears. Be still and silent… and the messages are more clear.
Listen to what your internal dialogs tell you. You could discover the unknown you’ve been search for all your life inside you. It could change your life…
© r.e.l. 12/17/10
your innocent trust
you
who changed my life.
let me be heard.
you felt who i am.
without question.
so, i invited you in…
your innocent trust in true love.
and the spirit of the world always taking care of everything.
you came to me in any moment, as i closed my eyes.
i know you never wanted to leave my arms but, you see, don’t you? you were meant to. only you can lift the dark cloud that shadows you.
never will i forget how you heard the writing of my soul, evolving my spiral, to share with me your magical love.
i will always love you.
© r.e.l. 11/22/10
[photo by Cloo Potloot of Belgium]
