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He denies me Beauty

Despising me for my Love of It

yet but a twisted whimper of wrath

is his claim upon a fame.

Should thou peer keenly

upon the wrinkle set over brow

what once was mistook

for mark of great thought

shall prove to be naught

but crevasse of envy

pressed ever more deeply

‘neath beguiled weight

of self-doubts.

Why then should I

invite upon mine own mind

the burdens of thee

whom would seek to shackle me

within fortress walls

bereft of Life?

For is it not true

that your denial of a Thing

can no more cease the existence

of that Thing

than it can prevent

my Love upon It?

I will not fret you further

in these matters and Ways

yet will choose to full Heartedly Embrace

all of my Greatest and Truest Loves

wasting not yet another moment

indeed many sunrises of moments

in a denial of That which is found

pleasurable unto Mine Very Soul

so that you might find a small

indeed dismally small comfort

through your banal denials

of Beauty and Love

so that one’s self

finds preservation within

a misery of righteous Wrongs.

© Sharon Brodbeck  10.15.2022

Into The Mystic

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if only for the briefest

of moments

‘tween dropped notes

of  casual exchange

arises a verse

brought to your lips

its tone

come forth unbidden

no longer veiled within

tangles of rhyme

freed then I would be

to recite mine own

verse of love

liberating my fore silent lips

could heavens glimpse

then await our sight

if only you should

respond yea to the query

resting still ever patient

within my Heart.

~S. Brodbeck 2022

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8.5.2022 9:29AM

My experience of the garden this morning was a frenetic one. So much disarray to be sorted through after last evening’s rain; yet Lemon was so agitated that my task was not one that was going to be undertaken with any ease and grace.

As I gathered produce, tended the feeders and up righted tipped planters she pulled and strained against her very generous lead yelping and panting; a half crazed, fully obsessed, bunny-lusted Lemon she was.

I moved her lead from stake to stake around the gardens hoping that if she were presented with enough differing angles (perspectives) she would come to the recognition that there was nothing tangible where she believed it to be.

Yet the more information she had to work with the greater her frenzy became.

I finally had enough. I stopped everything I had been doing, took a deep breath to clear my own irritation with her agitation and said,

“Lemon, just let it go now Darlin’, just let it all go. It is already gone. You are just chasing a Ghost now”.

Lemon stilled and became and quiet. Something inside of me responded in like manner.

For a few moments we were as such, she and I, calculating our next steps in consideration of the awareness we now had.

And then the first drops of a new day’s rain touched our cheeks and signaled a lesson completed.

Thank you Mother; I understand and am grateful.

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