Tag: poem

Obstacles

The creek is scattered with obstacles from small pebbles to large boulders. But the creek keeps flowing.

The obstacles may change the creek’s trajectory. But the creek keeps flowing.

The landscape twists and turns it’s course along the way. But the creek keeps flowing.

When obstacles, small or large, scatter your path.

Keep going.

When circumstances change your trajectory.

Keep going.

When unforeseen difficulties and disappointments twist and turn your life around.

Keep going.

E.A. Fussell
09.14.2023

The Same

The same sun shines on weeds
As does shine on flowers
Each taking what it needs

The same light shines on evil
As does shine on good
Evil hides, good thrives

The same Love shines on you
As does shine on me
That we may release our worries

And choose to live forever free

E.A. Fussell
08.28.2023

Toddler memories

Once upon a time
A curly headed toddler
Dressed in denim
Felt cowboy hat
Bobbing atop her head
Rode a little plastic pony
As hard as it’s bouncy springs
Would allow
As she galloped with an
Imaginary posse
In search of the bad guys
Pop-cap six shooters
Strapped to her hips
Occasionally peppering the air
With snaps and pops
The smell of sulphur
Wafted through the air
As warning shots were fired

E.A. Fussell
08.16.2023

Live inspired and joyful

The most significant thing I realized is that waiting is a creative action in itself… it creates more waiting. I had gotten comfortable in the waiting, became complacent and accepting of whatever came along even if it wasn’t what I really desired. That realization inspired this poem:

Trust your inner knowing
Waiting is creating
It creates more waiting
Action for the sake of action
Is not productive either

What might happen
If your main action was
Inspired excitement
Towards what you love and
Have joy in doing

You can choose
To shift your energy
To intentionally create
What you desire

If deciding what you desire
Becomes a stumbling block
Reframe it as an exercise
In having fun

Just get started
Write something down
The universe is limitless
You can be too

The days and years
Pass rapidly
Whether or not
You enjoy them

Why not live
An inspired life
Filled with love
And joy

E.A. Fussell
O8.09.2023

Things aren’t always what we immediately think

While working on my vision board I ran across this photo which inspired the following poem.

Roses aren’t always red
That’s just what’s stuck
In our head
Like many other things
We accept the first thought
Our mind brings

Let me question
Each thought
Not just accept it
Mull it over
Look at it from every angle

Let me remember
Grass isn’t always green
Skies aren’t always blue
Oceans aren’t always deep
But true love
Always comes from You

Love is frowned upon today
Anger and angst are more Acceptable to display
Love gets lost
In societies dark shadows

Let my ego stay quiet
Retired from my mind
Let me live my life
Full of love
And joy
And curiosity

Work through me to
Encourage others
In simple ways
In magnificent ways
In totally unexpected and
Miraculous ways

E.A. Fussell
08.06.2023