Suniechick

A Softer Side of Me

2008-03-05T22:49:00.001-07:00

I am a strong, independent woman, afraid of nothing and no body! These are the words I tout with pride. I am my own person, an individual, unique and daring. I have no fear of hard work or play. I have no fear of strapping on my back pack or getting behind the wheel and heading out for the next great adventure. I can be gruff and rough, and you may never see me cry in sadness nor pain. This is the side of me the world sees.

There is more to this raven haired woman. Few have witnessed the side of me that laughs with pure joy. Few have seen a tear streak down my face. Few have known the other side of me, the softer side of me. Inside me this other woman exists. A woman who writes poetry and frolics with her dogs. A woman who needs her husband's arms wrapped around her in comfort and care. A woman who loves life and can dream of nothing more than one spent with those I love.

I ask myself why I hide this part of me? Like many, vulnerability is not a characteristic that I want to advertise. Then I ask myself, is showing my emotions a weakness? This act merely makes me human. Yes, I am still that strong independent woman who shows no fear. However, the softer side of me is showing itself with more frequency. I am learning to embrace this emersion with excitement. The world needs to prepare itself for the new woman emerging!

loud and clear 6/6/07

2007-11-13T11:48:00.000-07:00

Reaching in, searching, rediscovering.
Here I am, not so loud and clear.
A smile crosses my lips, and I bob my head to the tunes in my ear.
A new piece of me, a new bloom.
Here I am, not so loud and clear.
The fog is lifting, the clouds are clearing.
My fingers tap the keys and my eyes close to look within.
Here I am, a little bit loud and a little bit clear.
I keep on dancing, embracing the me that is emerging.
Joy swoops in and knocks me off my feet and lifts me back up.
Here I am loud and clear for all to see, for all to hear.
I step forward, then sideways, pause and grin.
I lift up my chin and gaze upon the new world encompassing me.

Meanderings

2007-09-13T22:29:00.001-06:00

The brain is drying up, too much information to contend with.
Refocus, redirect, reinvent the new ways to reopen my mind.
Drowsily drifting, thoughts swirling, no direct direction to head in.
Where am I going with this? What do these words depict?
Expand my vocabulary, encompass new knowledge, exemplify a renewed life.
A few short lines jotted down, to what meaning is not mine to decide.
A quirky thought, a misguided sentence, words upon words upon letters upon vowels.
Emotions are void, then overwhelm, then again slough off into oblivion.
Time for dreams, dancing in the stars, flying off the moon, landing softly back home.

Simplicity

2007-08-22T16:43:00.000-06:00

Simplicity 07.07.07

Simple moments when nothing but now matters.
The sun casts its final rays of the day, beckoning the moon to follow its footsteps.
Lying in the sand surrounded by love.
A fish jumps.
A choir of birds sing their goodnight lullaby.
Could I ask for more perfection?

Sunday

2007-08-22T16:40:00.001-06:00

Sunday 07.08.07

I sip my morning tea, with the sun on my skin, listening to the cars on the freeway that is our backyard.
I pretend the cars racing by is a river full of life.
The semis are a gust of wind through the trees.
I turn my head and the sun blinds me.
A prop plane flies overhead going to some unknown destination with faceless passengers headed for a new adventure.
I sip my morning tea as the breeze dances on my skin.

Simple Chaos

2007-08-22T16:36:00.001-06:00

Simple Chaos 06.15.07

Contemplatoin. Thoughts. Words swirling, mixing, entwining. To sort them out would reduce the chaos that swings so well. to rearrange them would change their meaning, their beauty, their glory.

Plucking this one and that one, dropping it here, no there. To begin anew, creating visions into dimension. Sliding, smoothly gliding, hinting oh so subtly. Pouring images from the mind, the soul, from every essence. A story is told not to hear nor see, to feel from the depths of imagination.

Passion is struck with a pause and a silent melody is released. What is born can be only miracle. What is seen purely vast. Limit does not exist. Boundaries are none. Only words in the simple chaos.

My Angel

2006-12-06T12:50:00.000-07:00

I spoke to an angel yesterday.
She consoled my woes, and wiped my tears away

I could not see her, she was miles from here
Yet, with her voice, she caressed my heart and told me not to fear

She said be patient and I'll find all I need
Be kind, be caring, and my soul will be freed

She walked beside me for such a long time
She took my hand and showed that the world is mine

Love, strength, compasion are not to be forgotten
Lessons all taught so I could become a woman

She led and guided me in the right direction
She lit my path to make my own decisions

Some right, some wrong, they were all a part
To show me how to truly open my heart

I spoke to my angel yesterday
She listens to every word I say

She gives me unconditional love, above no other
She does this because she is my mother.

Show Me

2006-10-11T10:58:00.000-06:00

Take me by the hand, guide me safely.
Lead me to where the light burns bright,
Let me follow you down the path that protects us.

Take me by the hand, show me the way to go.
Lead me to where sadness does not live.
Let me follow you down the path where we rejoice.

Take me by the hand, let's go slow.
Lead me to where my pain dissipates.
Let me follow you down the path where we are safe.

Take me by the hand, you know the way.
Lead me to where the emptiness is filled.
Let me follow you down the path where we are set free.

While I dream

2006-08-03T16:41:00.000-06:00

I look up into the night sky
& see your eyes sparkle upon me.
Only air is by my side,
yet you envelope me with your warmth.
My lip quivers, my heart softly aches
Your body is not in our home,
but you lay beside me each night.
Soon we will be reunited.
Until then you will be with me,
your eyes sparkling down upon me
while I dream.

Possibility

2006-08-03T16:37:00.000-06:00

Time, it passes by so quickly.
One month, one year, twelve years,
it all runs into the same day.
I ask myself, where have I been?
What have I done?
Who have I become?
The beauty is within time.
Evolving, changing, growing
losing myself, rediscovering myself.
Time can only be an enemy
if we allow it.
It can not be stopped nor paused
So I must enjoy every moment
to its greatest possibility
For what is time but a
bounty of possibilities?

spacin

2006-07-18T10:36:00.000-06:00

Lookin at the pictures
Starin at the pages
Thoughts float in
Thoughts float out
My eyes go blank
Glaze on over
Brain begins to sleep
Time to awake
Lookin at the pictures
Starin at the pages
Thoughts stick, stick and move
A second is just another moment
A moment just another day
Another day to stare
Another day to float.

today

2006-05-05T19:45:00.000-06:00

My skin warms beneath the sun.
Light breezes toss the wisps of my hair in its finger tips.
Happiness spreads through my soul like a contagioius disease.
Nothing more could be wished for today.

Rebeginning

2006-04-30T20:08:00.000-06:00

It has been many moons since I've written a poem. Recently I wrote an article (still in rough draft) about a backpack trip I took last summer. I miss putting my thoughts and emotion down on the metaphorical pen to paper. I am going to try to write something every day, even if it is nonsense to some, or just short little this and thats. When I was a teenager I used to write constantly. You would never find me with out my journal or a scrap of paper, a napkin would even make due in a pinch. I often wonder what happened to that girl, but then I remember, I am that girl.

First timer

2005-01-02T09:08:00.000-07:00

happy holly jolly new year!
I was curious about blogging, so I thought I'd stop by and check it out. It seems like a great place to explore ones thoughts, feelings without reprucussion or judgement. I think I'll be stopping by often.
In peace.