Quote for Today
>> 4.07.2010
"Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it."
~Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
"Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door." ~Emily Dickenson
Her Dreams
>> 10.20.2009
As a child, things seem like they last forever
each day, a year between sunrise and sunset;
a minute is an eternity with no realization
of time passing until death comes to call
Her parents were forever, always relied upon
to slay the monsters under the bed,
no wondering, no worrying until her father died
and she learned the weight of sorrow.
When she walked down the aisle to join
her forever love, a vow made until death do
them part; death came calling two years later
with a judge’s decree in a courthouse
She worked hard attempting to be the best
only to be passed over because she was not a he;
still she gave her everything, living for the job,
until her fast-track success dream came crashing down
She realized she’d been trapped inside a false idea,
lost her way, lost herself. She floundered in the abyss
until reconnecting with the dreams hidden inside,
found the words there caged, loosed them on the page,
now she seeks within, realizing that death and life
are necessary just like sunrise and shadow,
that success and freedom are what you make of them
while travelling the road expressed within the heart.
Aftermath
>> 9.11.2009
Conceived in hate, birthed in terror,
thousands died; everyday ordered lives
tumbled down, disintegrating
into corruption-tainted shards leaving
only sorrow-storms, hollowed hearts
and shattered trust
2 billion watched this Nation’s
innocence destroyed; bore witness
while our tattered dreams fell
amongst the smoke and rubble,
now haunted by the never-to-be forgotten;
co-joined survivors living the aftermath
Before I Die
>> 3.16.2009
Before I die
I want to live,
resurrect
dreams filed
away.
Find
my cottage in
the country, dig
my hands in
the dirt, create
gardens filled
with blossoms, colors
of dreams, shades
of life.
Find
my place, free
my hopes, scribble
pages, recall
memories, open
my soul, fly
high and free.
Collect
family and friends
before my hearth, hold
them safe within
my heart, shoot
for the moon, soar
among the stars,
if only
in dreams or
on the page.
© 2009 Lisa G. Beaudoin