MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Uninvited’

getting physical
quick glance in the mirror
shivers down the spine

my chin has earned his double
my hair unruly and wild
years gone by without warning

youthful looks flew out the wind
the days of Twiggy over
new era of Michelin uninvited

yet my hopes are high
the fog on the mirror
hid undesired details

today more than ever
I look straight into my eyes
bowed into a shy smile

my heart comes up racing
inside the head a small voice
at first unsure and wavering

in the words of Louise Hay
it whispers words of self love
appreciation and forgiveness

worthiness replaces uncertainty
contentment makeups all imperfections
blended with warmth and joy

beauty is a state of mind

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MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Uncovered’

jelly mouse pad
under my wrist
life always has
a magic twist


straight up
into the source
align with the
hidden force


once we do see
what is there
we tend to realize
awareness is rare


jumpy thoughts
inside the head
breath of oxygen
dries words unsaid


camouflaged as safety
buried in the skin
trigger with a button
released from within

full of nothingness
motionless still mind
flow of connection
one of a kind


one with all life
in the same breath
until we reunite
connected in death


strip the ego
of its crown
the deeper truth
will come around

bare

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Bursting Open’

Flash of colors
Soft heavy fabric
Featherlike feel

Running nose yet stationary
Metal feeling on the tongue
Glass vial full of warm liquid

Sip through a cool straw
Bitterness the road to health
Escape in spotless linen

Stay under get a rest
Water levels reduced
Burning in fingertips

Eyelids too heavy to blink
Just a temporary feeling
Crushing on my body

Test to be passed
Lesson to be learned
Listening to be allowed

Step inside
Open the doors
Recharge the cells

Unblock the stream
Healing energy flow
Ready to burst

All over
Peace again
Lost & newly found

Back to life’s joys

MORNING POETRY – ‘Eaten Alive’

Studies have shown
It’s been a hoax
We have been conned
To swallow that scenario


Limited to confined space
Seldom breathing
The pressure all around
Succumb or be the loser


No obvious choice
Do what is ‘right’
Nothing else left
To decide


What defines the rightness
Conformity of society
Hard to overcome
Ingrained beliefs


March to the tune
Or jump the ship
Eaten alive by sharks
Ready to attack


Crunch the numbers
See through the illusion
Use what’s left from the brain
Wake up from the dream


Find the path home
Check with your intuition
The world is awaiting
You
Awakened