Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Humanity's Pain

Once upon a time
there was a girl
young/love blind
upon her back a light pack
through innocent eyes
the world fell apart
the curse that is humanity
shattered her fragile heart

hate/ rage
materialism is the worlds cage
wings beg to soar
far above the eye
where water kisses the shore
above the sacred groves
to the lands of old

when magic was real
was something allowed to feel
restraint/ unimagined
somewhere deep inside
a shell of lies
that pure heart resides
begging the rain to go away
taking with it
humanity's pain
the memory of yesterday

RM Brandon~8/30/11 2011~

Monday, August 29, 2011

Green Man's Curse

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Natures Lullaby

Listen with your soul
can you hear her sweet song
dance upon her back
as the waves carry it along
The beauty of its melody
in each birds feather shines
as the clouds above change
Fair to stormy weather
She is the maiden
hair of golden hue
the silk of each corn stalk
farmers tend loving for you
she is the mother
the bearer of all life
through her seasons gives
darkness and light
she is the crone
wisdom true
as knowingly she watches
she sees the real you
Soft is the tune
as summer she sings
life anew she hastens
joyously through spring
Autumn in its wonder
slow blues do play
As winter hastens
a lullaby to stay
sleep now sound
in natures tender arms
listen as she sings
         the soul of all she brings  ~R.M~2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Dance Of the Sea

Soft caresses upon the sandy floor
she gives, gives
then takes back more
beneath the serenity lies
danger, wonder, mystery divine
wet and fierce she pounds
unaware upon the shore
orphans she leaves
with shock they feel her presence flee
As swiftly she does recede
Only the minute
does she give to the sand
swiftly reclaiming them
with her mighty hand
the shore patiently waits
longing her embrace
yet the great moon above
is her true mate
Dance upon her back
As her lovers she plays
caution in mind
she will sing to your heart
course through your veins
the mighty ocean
is no mans to tame


Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Summer Can't be Gone

The time is steadily sifting away. The time to run, the time to play. With the responsibility of adulthood looming around the corner a meek window of opportunity remains. So here I sit with the atlas once again in hand.So much land, so little time. Yet, I reflect upon the things already learned from this all too brief summer vacation. What could possibly change in one life over the course of mere months? EONS!!!Life in and of itself is not a difficult concept to master. You breath in air, you take in food, ect. you live. But the process of true living, when each breath counts, can be exhausting and highly educational. The lessons from this brief reprieve follow. They leave the question have I truly learned the meaning of life? I think not...well at least not yet:)

Summer of 11
 Only by getting rid of the excess can we see what is really valuable.
There are far more people in the world willing to pretend to care then those who truly do.
A real friend doesn't just help you up when you've fallen, they are willing to sit next to you until you are able to stand on your own.
It doesn't matter what anyone else sees when they look at me. What is important is if I can look at myself.
 The edge of the world is everywhere, from the tip of the ocean, to the first row of corn, the creator's beauty reflects in everything.
If you ever wonder was the world is thinking look at the sky. The clouds are the windows to the world's soul.
When  I get lost in what I don't have it's time to take off my shoes and walk barefoot in the grass.
When all else fails and the world once again feels cold, stop, breath, and remember I've only been given a blink to live a thousand lives, why waste precious time with pity parties.

                                 And now the world through my lens (well parts of it:)~