MIDDAY POETRY “Instantly Moreish”

Instantly Moreish

I cried and my eyes flooded old rivers
I smiled and my mouth shaped new valleys
The tears of joy came unexpectedly
Above all the lies the truth resides

My heart beats to the bongo drums
My liver filters toxic memories
I raise a praise to the grey matter
For keeping it all in sync

The order which runs my blood around
Does not sleep and never stops dry
I go about my day with a fresh look on my face
Knowing that I am looked after and cared for

Whatever I call it whatever name I give
It bursts way beyond those vowels
More life there is given with each breath
Homeostasis keeps me balanced inside out

My heart opened to new discoveries
My mind shattered old structures
What stays permanent moves around
Constant flow of dissatisfaction.

More Moreish More

 

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THE LANGUAGE WITHOUT WORDS

Many teachers out there speak of the ‘language of the heart’.
What does this communication from the heart or language of the heart actually mean?

The mystery of the language of the heart is encoded in the land of the body, feelings and emotions.

Let’s look at an example. See if you can relate…
When we meet with a stranger, we unconsciously engage part of our brain, which starts to evaluate the other person. We are looking for warning signs or similarities. Even before the other person starts to speak, we have already made our first set of unconscious prejudgment and observations. On the level of body language, we assess each other from our posture, movement of the limbs, facial features and also mood anticipation.

Then we create an internal picture of the other person, seeing them for who we perceive them to be through the lens of our preconceived ideas. As much as they are doing the same thing, evaluating our own body language and also our features.

And then we or them start to talk with one another. Now, we are talking! Our mind is still alert and in the mode of assessment of the other. With our mind needing to find out whether they could be a threat for us or not. When we finally conclude that this person is not a thread but a rather interesting and pleasant to be around, we relax our system of alertness.

Our body has its own way, directed by our unconscious mind, of communicating on an autopilot. We don’t usually plan each muscle’s and tendon’s individual moves, before we move our arms, legs or any part of the body and face into certain position or grimace. We do this unconsciously. We can also say automatically or without thinking consciously about it.

Do we know how to convey something, by other means than using our mind, with words streaming through our mouth?

Now, our other way of communicating, rather than using words to convey a message, is using our body.

If you have ever been in a part of the world where nobody spoke your language (and you didn’t know their language) you can see what I mean. You might have had to do without words. Just some movements of arms, hand signs or signals, or body simulation could be of assistance to explain your or their needs. There is surely more use for our body other than to just carry us around.

Then again, there are times when we want to convey a message like showing compassion, love, trust, respect or understanding. Now, for a variety of reasons, we might choose NOT to use words. If you ever saw a photo of another being, be it baby or animal, or a person in a challenging situation, which created an emotional bond with you, you will know what I mean.

There is language beyond words. The language of the heart is more than can be expressed in words. The touch, the rise of an eyebrow, the smile, the laugh. The formless connections that are formed through these fleeting, yet heart warming instances are boundless.

Make use of this hidden feature of the body to the best of its ability.

Let’s envisage to create a world of more heart warming heart based communication, rather than just plain old speaking of thoughts and opinions or writing of ideas.

With that in mind I leave you in my heart.

MIDNIGHT POETRY “No Child No Regret”

Now this is one piece that just came up for me as I reflected upon the choice in my life to stay Child-free. The below words may not resonate with everyone, I get that. Let’s just say it’s my personal lens on this still rather hot and controversial subject.

 

“No Child No Regret”

Parental expectations
At the heart of society
Push into relationships
Without true connection
Vested interest procreation

Fear of years passing by
The chase to fit in the mold
All girlfriends who pushed prams
Turned into tired mums

No chance of sleep and forget “me” time
Relationship suffers a blow
All we have is our choice
There is no good time for remorse

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If any of you reading this can relate to it, I would love to hear your thoughts on this subject. Is it a hot topic of discussion for you?

 

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Throw In The Mask”

“Throw In The Mask”

Following my own shadow
Into the flickering light of a candle

The layered skin of the veil of darkness
Slowly peeling off with each step
The hefty weight of the emptiness within

Broken yet whole
Shattered yet complete
Chaos in harmony
Pieced together

Who said it will be easy!
Ostrich in the sand
Cheeks in the air
Stand the fullness of the shining light
Vulnerable bare of masks and shadows

Shuffling closer
Each step in suspense
Under the skin
Inside the make up of the DNA

Hidden well from exposure
Developing into full bloom
Seeds of beauty unexplored
Ripening into fruit

Luscious and fragrant
Embodied in the form
Pure and delicious
Ready and ripe
The whole of my I.