Showing posts with label may be. Show all posts
Showing posts with label may be. Show all posts

Thursday, November 24, 2016

To Rise Above


To Rise Above
does not challenge
volume of voice;
Rather, 
to Rise
we must become
light-er.

Start by letting go
of what was never able
or willing to support your weight-
in words;
it may be all ready 
too late
to try to fly
on your own.

Up or down, to fall or float
dares us to face that timid demon;
in doing so, we learn 
a bit about freedom-
not of choice or right, 
as in 'Fight or Flight',
but to maintain and conserve
the quiet right 
to let go.

And move on,
to knowing
there is much more
than time
to exist and resist
changes 
of the heart.

Painting by Anne-Louis Girodet de Roussy-Trioson (1802) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

We Will Wake


Maybe the rain will wash away the blood...
Maybe the wind will clear the singed air...
Maybe the ice will freeze the last time...
Maybe less(ons) does not mean mor(ality)...
Maybe our voices are all different...
Maybe we are all saying the same thing...
Maybe everyone speaking leaves no one left to listen...
Maybe our fingertips don't feel the same...
Maybe our Beliefs are all temporary...
Maybe I'm wrong...
It may just be
nightmares
are as important as dreams
at reminding us daily of real possibility.



Image of painting by Raimundo de Madrazo y Garreta (1841-1920), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. Coming out of Church.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

What may be


We learn what
maybe means early
an intro to possibility
when taught to ask if we may
and not if we can.

We meet our will
timidly at first
with a
might

Maybe hovers between
Yes and No
not asking for direction
but offering two views
if you can conceive
per chance
each opportunity
is another
may be

Mightn't maybe
lean a little
towards
sometimes
now and again
in between was and is
are and am
evermore and anon
what may be

No, not now.
Maybe
Later the chance passed
Some time
asking is the action
moving from may and will
be
willing to move
inside the ing
of Being
just maybe.

“We know what we are, but know not what we may be.” William Shakespeare

Image By Theodor von Holst (http://www.rossettiarchive.org/docs/op77.rap.html) [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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