Rise
I rise up
Every day
Cool air launching me
Rising out of a warm bed
I rise from my circumstances
I rise from the melancholy I feel
I rise up and move forward
I rise to bring encouragement
I rise to bring hope to others
I rise hoping this simple and profound act
Will ignite my soul alive
I rise so others will rise
I rise up
Rick Ellsmore
5.9.17
Written three days before my my mom’s death
Words flowing Pieces fitting Ones that have Been non-fitting For a lifetime Been digging Through rock and clay Breaking shovel After shovel Splintered hands Stripped of skin Searching for answers Within the rubble Stumbling upon A deep chasm Jumping into An old cave Suffocating Offering rest From the ongoing Onslaught Listening to The spirits alive…
Whimsy Thrives and jives Alive on Softened skin Breathing smoothly Out of her Overtaking the air Surrounding her aura Luxurious beauty Magnified Electrifying my brain Sizzling from Deep within Stirring an Ancient drum beat Beating to A new rhythm Smooth and wild Her whimsy Nature’s whimsical-ness Can’t be helped Bunny trails A must Delightfully following…
Part I: I am learning My instincts Are valid Almost always Right My “gut” Speaking Internally Audibly I’m listening In a way Like never Before An earthly Almost animalistic Movement Meaning Flowing through me A voice Quieted Far too long Bringing joy Living in this Moment Learning I am courageous Tenacious Enough to Follow my…
20 seconds 60 seconds 300 seconds It’s not The time Spent It’s the Courage embraced The courage to step in To move To say What you want to say What you know Needs to be said To have a chance To move beyond A spark Into flames To speak A gentle tenacity Spoken To invite…
I Speed The road Eaten up Roaring it’s delight As I ride Hard and wild Unadulterated pleasure Shown by An inviting Tongue Laying out Further With every Petal’s push Desiring me To bear down Welcoming Into every Corner And switchback All thoughts Of what Might happen Left many Miles behind Focusing on the Road right…
