Rage Fire

The truth has lit a rage fire in my belly
Where there was guilt and pity
There is now a simple aching coal
Burning so hot it challenges the sun

-gws

The Rocky Path

I’m walking between worlds 
Both in a nightmare
And waking from one
Navigating the rocky path
One footfall at a time
Calling on my ancestors 
Those women who each
Did the same in their own way 
As I step out of darkness 
Into the healing light of freedom 

-gws

Burn

I sat in the flames as it all burned down
Trying to douse it with tears
But now I see things for what they are
And I step back to watch it burn

-gws

Offline

I regret to inform you
That the reality you subscribe to
Is currently offline 
As reality has no power switch 
There is no way to reset the system
Please accept my apologies 
For the extreme inconvenience
Such is the risk of sentient life
I never promised you life would be easy

-gws

Box of Postcards

I wrote you a box of postcards
I never sent
I could not set the stamp
In place
I could not address it 
To that space
You weren't there anyway
You never really were

-gws

Notes to Self

In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity
Trust yourself
In the midst of chaos, find your calm
Embrace the unknown
Everyday is a second chance
Keep going 

-gws

Unintended Consequences

I tried to love you
In spite of yourself
I couldn’t know
That I’d forget
To love me
In the process

-gws

Wants and Needs

Everything's become about 
Wants and needs
So much so
That we forgot 
How to just
Be

-gws

Maxfield Parrish Skies

I'm not a morning person
But I love the Maxfield Parrish skies of dawn
Pink and purple watercolor brush strokes
Across a robin's egg blue sky
Golden light gilding every cloud in radiant luminescence 
Pastel magic painted across the heavens
Suspending breath through awe
Arresting the rush and rattle of morning routines
With the beauty of nature's majesty
I will gladly pour a cup of coffee in the wee hours
If I get to enjoy a front row seat for such an art show

-gws

Dawning

Not everyday will be warmed by the sun
And not everyday will be dampened by rain
Some days we triumph
And some days we feel the sting of disappointment
Everyday dawns with infinite possibilities 
Everyday grants an unblemished fresh start 
Sit at the junction between waking and dreaming a while
And stare at the dawning of possibility
Breaking over the horizon
And when you greet the world each morning
Let the hope of infinite paths
Energize your curious being 
To discover the greatness that awaits you

-gws