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The Emotional Driver

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TED....

Sometimes Quickly Sometimes Slowly

I've just had an epiphany
Sometimes quickly
I'm experiencing self realization
Sometimes slowly

Learning to like to do
The things we have to do anyways
Happiness
In every place we exist

I'm making new actions
Sometimes quickly
I'm having new thoughts
Sometimes slowly

I'm making new ways
I'm having good days
Sometimes quickly
Sometimes slowly

Quickly slowly
Quickly slowly

I'm making better choices
Sometimes quickly
I'm quieting voices
Sometimes slowly

Making acknowledgments
Pause in making judgments
Finding similarities
Sometimes quickly sometimes slowly

Quickly slowly
Quickly slowly
Now.....

Quickly slowly

Quickly slowly

Now....

Chonga and the Pasha

Chonga visits the pasha
For this trip he had to travel very far
For he had a request and hoped to have bequeathed
Food and supplies for his humble village

The pasha granted audience
And listened close to Chonga's plea
For over an hour Chonga was empowered
Describing his tribes vital need

Chonga knew of the riches
That the military government held
And surely he thought they'd share the gold pot
And give to those in need

The pasha was silent when chonga finally stopped
You could have heard a pin drop
No one had ever advised his lordship
Of dire desire and necessary need

How would the Pasha respond no one could guess
For many years the Pasha had only his hide to cover
But a shut eye now opened and consciousness aware
Is hard to turn a cold shoulder too

Will the pasha grant Chonga's wish
And give back to those in need
From his bursting full larders and endless wealth
Surely he has enough

Will pride weigh out and fail his people
Will greed win over need
Will Chonga's plea be heard to the core
The next poem may complete the story....

No Idea

I've no idea what I want to say
But feel there is something needing to be said
Lying in bed my head in a lock

I've no idea what I'm feeling right now
But there is something weighing on me
On bended knee to God I talk

This feeling crept in while my guard was down
This feeling lept in without a warning sound
And now I'm lost in the darkness hoping to be found

I've no idea how to define this state
But there is something definitive here
I'm just not clearly able say

I've no idea how I got where I'm at
At this time when things are outwardly good
I mean I shouldn't be, but still I am afraid

And I have no idea why

Finding Myself

I wasn't expecting to write that letter today
It just came out and I said what I had to say
I wasn't expecting to write that letter today
It just came out and I said what I had to say

A broken dream or maybe a promise not kept
Or an unfulfilled expectation
A disappointing matter that we can't discuss
I didn't expect to write that letter today

Pent up feelings once afraid to express
Couldn't even say what weather I like
Doing anything just to be liked
I didn't expect to write that letter today

There were many things wonderful
And ways that my heart was opened
Opened to new ways of thinking, talking, loving
New ways of looking at life

But frightened and foolhardy beliefs
A bevy of encumbered emotions
A diuretic sensation leaching creation
And gone was the muse of life

I didn't expect to write that letter today
It just happened
I took the time to write that letter today
I took the time to find myself

The Past and Now

Mirror are you lying?
Or do I see what could be

Mirror are you telling about now?
Mirror on the wall

Where do these thoughts come from?
What is and what could never be

Mirror I see two faces
One mine and one standing behind

Who are you?
Mirror you show me tears

Who are they for
Mirror answer me

Mirror you reflect my thoughts
And send me into my mind

Thinking about me
About what I want and how to get it

About rhythms and missed loves
About reflections

Reflections and reactions
And tears and harmony

Oh mirror you show me
You show me.... Me

Blind Leading the Blind

Darkness its all I see
At times like this
Only shadows and unlimmed corners
Hardly aware of my senses

Leading people like a lemming
I hope not
For the fall from the cliff
Is like a fall from grace

My back bends as my heart beats
And I struggle to offer up a path
Some look to me for the answers
And with a confident voice I state

Assuredly follow my lead I'll show you
And begin on a trail
But as I look inward
With doubt and confidence not

My fears take reign and steer a false course
I seem to draw near the edge
Where is the light that can guide
The darkness is like an arctic day

Of doubt and dismay disturbing my strength
Is failure imminent?  Will it be permanent?
Will it be heaven sent?  Will I make the rent?
Is the blind leading the blind?