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A Cowboy's Dance ...

Posted on Dec 15th, 2008 by jeepdog : Warrior Poet jeepdog
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"Cowboys dance every dance as long as their bladders and feet hold out."

What I'm telling you, to be more precise, is my bladder and feet aren't holding out.  This Gaia Dance is about to continue without many of my moves.

My life and career is about to turn frantic.  Beyond your wildest dreams of busy.  I'm at a crossroads, and taking a hard turn toward change. 

So, save for an occassional uploaded poem and a thumbs-up "good on ya" to friends, I'll be pretty sparse in these parts for at least two years.  Perhaps a bit longer.

I still love this space.  I still will silently watch friends, and in my heart be part of the community.  It is just I will be full of bull, and it will be a time to exercise some quietude in this space.

"After eatin an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring.  He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him.... The moral: When you're full of bull, keep yer mouth shut."

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the Change

Posted on Dec 16th, 2008 by jeepdog : Warrior Poet jeepdog
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I walked this place,
where I had tread before,
depth of vision brought,
by remembrance's trace,
blanketing a version of truth,
just as the first snow,
a thin veil of deceit's replace.

Tarnished this place is!
My memories are gone!

The snow melts in the heat of my ire,
for who steals this place,
as I remembered it before?
Aye, the thief of time robbed my desire,
obliterating all that I knew,
leaving my feelings shallow and empty,
my mind's eye put out to retire.

How dare it change?!?
My memories usurped!

At first the tears thickly welled,
longing for thirteen long years past,
desiring a return to a distant then,
imposible though for change is compelled.
I moved on and so did this place,
and it is a selfish desire to thus imprison,
locking it in time and hence in reality jailed.

Nothing is permanent.
It is my mind which is locked!

Calm sanity of recognition slowly returned and retained,
a blinding realization of of timeless Truth,
that time is not burned in place forever,
and such on my mind's retina so contained.
I begin to see All anew,
a combination of then and now,
blessed balance through acceptance of change regained.

My memories are safe and growing each day,
for nothing lasts forever,
except for the Change.


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