New Beginnings

New Beginnings | Memee's Musings

Not all beginnings start on a new path.
Barriers between here and there
A single span bridges the cross over.
Covered intentions lead to other side.
The mystery in those strange lands
Beckons from inside and afar.
Shadow currents twist and turn
Below runs a subtle river

Wooden beams grown around me
Wind peers through the windows
The cross breeze tries to distract
A clear view of a foreign land
The challenges lie in wait.
Direct wolves surely slumber
In the woods sunlight passes
Freely I move to new Beginnings.

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This beautiful expression of New Beginnings as told through the framework of nature was voted as last month’s favorite poem at the March Memee’s Poetry Party.  I send congratulations and gratitude out to Mark and hope that you will visit his site, Coloring Outside the Lines. He travels the world and takes marvelous photos and writes posts which I enjoy. If you enjoyed this piece of poetry, please visit his site and let him know!

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by Mark, writer-photographer at Coloring Outside the Lines 3-23-2016.
Original Poem:  New Beginnings © Coloring Outside the Lines 2016-2018. All rights reserved.
New Beginnings post© Memee’s Musings, 2016-2018. All rights reserved.
Photograph © Coloring Outside the Lines 2016-2018. All rights reserved.

 

 

 

Mad Scientist is Winner of Friendship Poetry Challenge!

Mad Scientist is Winner of Friendship Poetry Contest! | Memee's Musings

Mad Scientist (by Carlos Lewis)

I have had often the habit,
Of digging too deep,
Into the private lives and minds
Of those friends that I keep.
You see, I never found it wrong
Or intrusive if I strikingly asked
Those questions that are to answer
Difficult; leave them masked.
If I waited until we were alone
I might ensnare you with emotion
And then deliver that unwanted gift
Of a beckoning favor, of commotion.
Then my friends would, somber,
Try to evade my words, my voice.
I simply would return with a stone
Expression; I leave little to choice.
So in this way I could draw out
The answer that I craved so badly;
Be they underwhelming or shocking,
I desired them, I obsess madly.

Now you probably would look at me
And wonder how inhuman I act,
But I detest this view of my practice.
I am an indulger of mental fact.
What makes the mind tick?
What causes these humans to take
A form that creates their personality,
And in time, a tortured soul to make?
These are the burning questions
That I desperately wish to address;
Therefore, my actions are an act
Of science that evidently impress.
Only a mad scientist would delve
So deep that they risk losing it all;
Then I am mad! madly observant,
And I keep down the rabbit hole, I fall.

Each mind is so unique,
With all its experience and abilities.
They all open up worlds unknown,
And create endless possibilities.
For I myself am but one man
But in the equation I add a universe;
Now multiply that exponentially
And boundaries become reversed.
Now all of the planes of existence
Have opened themselves to humanity
And I am taking one small step;
Maybe for the sake of my sanity.
But I could endlessly keep falling,
Simply chasing, never ceasing;
However, I could never stop and see
All the beauty I would be releasing.

I’d rather explore the universes
That cross paths with mine,
For they shift my orbit and gravity
Much more than a distant shine.
For if I understand the connections
Between myself and a friend,
Then I also share in that link
A bigger world made by our blend.
This is why I ponder over their minds
And why I ask a burning question;
After all, it’s how I keep alive
My somewhat unhealthy obsession.
And in my craziness maybe you too
Have become excited to explore;
I say friends are meant to be known,
It’s what we keep them around for.

by Carlos Lewis

You can get to know Carlos and his writings over at his blog, Thoughts of a Trainwrecked Pineapple. He is absolutely one of my very favorite people whom I’ve met during this blogging journey. Please be sure and let him know how much you enjoyed his poem by visiting him and leaving comments.

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by Carlos Lewis 2-22-2016.
Original Poem: Mad Scientist © Carlos Lewis 2016-2018. All rights reserved.
Mad Scientist is Winner of Friendship Poetry Challenge!© Memee’s Musings, 2016-2018. All rights reserved.

The wonderful photograph was taken by Elijah Henderson and acquired through Unsplash. It’s a great source for free photos under the Creative Commons Zero license, so check it out!

An Open Letter

To Anxiety,

Shall we begin with where you began?
No, first I’d like to ask you about
your master plan:

Did you hope that I would fall?
before I opened my eyes to it all?

Did you want to make me scream?
enough to make me miss out on my dream?

Did you intend for me to cry?
long into the night while life
passed me by?

Or did you in fact, want me to react
so that I might find hope
along with ways to cope?

You helped me to climb
and make the most of my time.

You helped me to realise
the importance of advice.

You taught me that tears are fine,
although born of sadness, they are mine.

You allowed me to think with a clearer mind
and discover the happiness you never
thought I’d find.

In the beginning all I felt for you was hate,
but gradually I became patient and able to wait
for that moment when the bad becomes good…

…the moment at which hate becomes love.

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by Jade K. Moore 11-21-2015.
Original Poem: An Open Letter © Jade Moore 2015. All rights reserved.
An Open Letter post © Memee’s Musings, 2015-2017. All rights reserved.

Someone (a poem to myself)

via Jade K Moore
Author: Jade Moore

 

Relief, pure relief is released
with the realization that you
are someone to somebody.

Happiness overwhelms your being
when you become someone
to yourself.

After years of being no-one
you have made it out into
the world.

You are ready to face up
to who you are and who
you want to be.

You are someone,
you are me.

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I hope you have enjoyed Jade’s award-winning poem and unique take on the theme of success. Challenge yourself and your followers to join us for this month’s poetry party… or just drop in during the voting window and cast your vote for favorite poem!

Writers of all languages, ages and skill levels are invited to join the current party… after you’ve submitted your original work, get your badge and challenge your friends to join in the fun! Who knows? Maybe you’ll be the next award-winning poet at Memee’s Poetry Party.

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by Jade K. Moore 10-18-2015.
Original Poem: Someone (a poem to me)  © Jade Moore 2015
. All rights reserved.
Someone (a poem to me) post © Memee’s Musings, 2015-2017. All rights reserved.

Dear Reflection

As September was Suicide Prevention Month and our family lost someone the last week of August to suicide I felt that we should explore this topic with our poetry. Writing heals. And talking, sharing our thoughts with others keeps things from becoming taboo subjects. If we talk about it then perhaps people who are feeling hopeless and lost and are thinking of suicide may find the courage to speak up and ask for help. I know that if our loved one had shared his feelings we would have done whatever we could to help him to heal and perhaps we could have saved his life. And so the #ASKFORHELP Poetry Party came into being.

Dear Reflection was voted favorite poem from this very challenging theme. So take a read and head over to author and poet Laura A Lord’s website and give her some feedback. And tell her Memee sent you! Continue reading

Sweet Vengeance

Sweet Vengeance was voted favorite poem in August’s poetry party: Dish Best Served Cold. It was submitted by Yen. To discover more of her writings go check out her Kitten Notes at Little Calico’s Journal. And don’t forget to scratch on her wall and let her know you discovered her here, at Memee’s Musings, and wanted to read more!

via Little Calico’s Journal
Author: xiaohuamaobiji

Sweet Vengence | Memee's Poetry Parties

Never have I hated someone, Measured up to this magnitude, Putting all my vileness upon, Cringing at her disgusted attitude. I want to rip her mask off, Uncover the ugliness, Show the world what she’s made of, Atrocity in what she does. I waited for the right moment, Pouncing at the chance of revenge, Let her writhe in atonement, Denied of a second chance. Triumphed over my victory, Total defeat she conceded, She has learnt ultimately in misery, For my vengeance has succeeded.

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Challenge yourself with the art of poetry. Writers of all languages, ages and skill levels are invited to join Memee’s Poetry Party… after you’ve submitted your original work, get your badge and challenge your friends to join in the fun!

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by xiaohuamaobiji  8-22-2015
Copyright © 2015 xiaohuamaobiji – Little Calico’s Journal: 小花貓筆記

Summer Days

via People, Things, and Life
Author: Allison Nicole

summer days poem
The whispering winds
tell their stories of summer
and the long, stoic days
as I lay back
and listen to the mumbling
of the trees as they sway.

The sunshine beams down
upon suspecting passersby-
Covering the night to come
and brightening the world around
with the warmth that it provides.

I look to the sky
no longer weary eyed
for the clouds speak of love
and the sun which shines above
holds promises of a brighter day.

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Submitted to Memee’s Poetry Parties by Blair King aka Allison Nicole 7-25-2015
Original Poem: Summer Days © Blair King – People, Things, and Life, 2015-2017. All rights reserved.
Summer Days post © Memee’s Musings, 2015-2017.