Archive for June, 2014

A Dissolving Constant

Posted in Poem, Spirituality with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 30, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

Moments are fleeting
Slip by us like lightning
Contrived of small flashes of electrical pulses and waves
Witnessed only once and then fades

Moments continue
Like how the sunsets from yellow into
Hues that transform from soft pink to pastel violet
As clouds steadily change their figure on the horizon
The entire sky is bit by bit lightened
With it the sun disappears down a field of green
Warmth travels to touch your skin from its beams
As it passes through spaces between trees

Heartstrings fastened together
Will one day unwind and lose their grip
A trees’ branches cease reaching
As it’s roots encounter a limit

Footprints in the sand are
Washed away by the force of a wave
Collapsing in on itself as it forms a concave

Notice how your hand has dried
from when it was once immersed in the sea
As a rock slowly corrodes, loses form and becomes debris

The universe and every particle are set at a constant
An ever changing ocean of transformation
An uncatchable, elusive barrage

Arising and dissolving
Spinning and revolving

Life’s preciousness in only found in it’s fleeting nature
The surge of adrenaline present in the face of danger

Can wholeness and completion be realized
in the fragmented moments I can only stitch together
and weave apart

Does boundlessness reside someplace uninhibited
A concept destroyed by my perception so limited
A place where voices echo to the edges of the universe which spill onto it’s sides
So vast where no thing could conceivably collide

Permanence is revealed to be
An illusion no longer concealed by materiality
Seemingly opposites await in flux until

equilibrium is perpetuated by a made up finality
Seasons change and so have I
Death runs a circle and finds it’s other half as alive

Sheer smoke hangs  atop of a still lake
Mist encompassing mountaintops will soon too dissipate

Each deceased creature will turn to ash from where it originates


Antithesis Of Perfect

Posted in Poem, Self Esteem, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on June 19, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

Carping sentiments cascade from you’re mouth might be reflected
From a tired mind, a heavy heart that’s been neglected
Your tiny lies piling up into a collection
As though you’re unaware to whom they’re being directed
With every bit of self doubt it’s not only yourself who’s become infected
No awareness of how an attitude so demonizing may be subjected

You say you’re more than qualified as the antithesis of perfect
Yet you fail at convincing me of you’re insignificance

You try to insist that I believe
that you must be nothing special
but if that were true there would be no way to achieve
an aura so magnetizing

Why, I must be misconceived, I must have become delusional
What possibilities are there to show you the light within you is provable

If a daisy could deflect it’s own simple charm
By measuring itself to rose or an orchid
It’s pointed out it’s own point of view has grown distorted

Stop fretting about the sun or the moon
being in the correct alignment
There are some things we may never change, like a a matter of our climate


Finding Hope in Hollow Worlds

Posted in Culture, Poem with tags , , on June 10, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

I’ve searched for truth in haunted eyes, searching still
but have only found lies
No answers found upon the roads I’ve followed
leading nowhere, to places hollow
The promise of sleep is where my faith has been laid
As my unconscious mind wanders to drift and I fade
A sweet escape, a temporal rest
From a an unconscious world I have come to detest