Tag: poem

Fragments of life

Fragments


Experiences


Thoughts 


Feelings


Words


Given away

Collected


In different sized pieces


Wondrous 

Glorious

Terrifying


How much there is 

To take

How much we have

To give


A never ending supply

Fragmented pieces

For as long as 


We live

E.A.Fussell

w10.11.2017 

r05.17.2021

Peace somewhere in the pieces

May we find peace
Somewhere In the pieces
When we must come undone

Losing our ability
To hold ourselves together
In the face of life’s tragedies
May we fall apart beautifully

Knowing that eventually
We will pull ourselves back together
Forever changed
With some cracks remaining
But back together all the same

May the cracks in our soul
Created by the lost pieces of ourselves
Shine brightly as beacons
To other suffering beings
Letting them know they are not alone
And that they will survive the pain

E.A. Fussell
05.09.2021

Thoughts can trip you up

Note to self:
Today’s thoughts
Become today’s choices
Which become
Tomorrow’s reality

What reality do you desire
Be mindful of your choices today

Or you might find
That your old thought pattern
Has tripped you up
And landed you on your keister

E.A. Fussell
05.08.2021

As Mother’s Day approaches

Son
Since your death
I’ve been renovating 
Wrecking myself
Crashing down heart walls

Stumbling through the rubble
Of a life wasted 
Pulling invisible cables 
Trying to hoist myself up
Out of the depths of despair 

Depression can’t have me
I’m elevating
Adding multiple floor levels
Insulating and protecting myself
Layering bricks of numbness 

Upward out of the mire
Of should have 
Could have
What if
If only

Tears flow 
Like a fountain
Forming a mote of memories 
Surrounding me
On all sides

My thoughts are the bridge
Separating the fragile glass castle 
Of my heart
From the dark mired forrest of grief 
Threatening to overtake my mind

E.A.Fussell
05.08.2021

A twist on Childhood memories

Lately life feels like I’m playing a game of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and that creepy Jack-in-the-box keeps spinning me around and moving the donkey. 🤡🎯

Where is my trusty wooden dog Snoopy? 🐶

He would chase Jack back into his box so I could ride off into the Lollipop Forrest of Candyland on my bouncy Wonder horse… toy guns a blazin’ 🔫🤠🍭🐴

E.A. Fussell

05.06.2021

Your path is your choice

There is no failure

There is no success

There is only feedback

If you like the feedback

You are receiving

Then continue with your path

If you don’t like the feedback

You are receiving

Then change your path

The mind likes to classify

Failure and success

The ego likes to compare

Itself against others

The Universe is indifferent

We have a free will

To walk whatever path

We choose

Feedback is freely given

Based on our choices

How we use

The feedback

Is also

Ours to choose

E.A. Fussell

05.05.2021

Finding the gap

Beauty can often be found in the midst of ugliness. Isn’t it inspiring that man-made things, such as asphalt and concrete, cannot contain the beauty of nature? Nature’s beauty is determined to exist and bloom. Finding the gap in man’s creation, forcing its way up and out. These expressions of unmitigated defiance inspire me to push through my own self-made obstacles to find fresh and interesting new perspectives.

E.A. Fussell
05.03.2021

Blessings to you

Hey girl, Hey!

Sometimes 

Life gets a little crazy

Don’t let it get you down

Friday’s here 

The weekend with it

Have a little fun

Soak up some sun

Put on a fancy gown 

Go out on the town

Or just relax 

And read a book

Whatever you do

I will be sending 

Good vibes to you

E.A. Fussell

04.29.2021