Not sure which is the worst mutiny;
self abuse
self abuse
or what we allow from others...
Wounded warriors
Wounded warriors
of love
taking the short end
for the sake of
"the greater good";
turning the "other cheek"
hoping for better weather...
Keeping commitments
instead of a daily log,
but feeling doubt...
And after awhile
it begins to feel too heavy...
A threatened presence
is a challenge to any self esteem;
to be unheard
unseen
dismissed
is a lonely voyage...
Learn the lesson.
Standing tall
for the sake of
"the greater good";
turning the "other cheek"
hoping for better weather...
Keeping commitments
instead of a daily log,
but feeling doubt...
And after awhile
it begins to feel too heavy...
A threatened presence
is a challenge to any self esteem;
to be unheard
unseen
dismissed
is a lonely voyage...
Learn the lesson.
Standing tall
often means sailing alone;
independent
intuitive
following the stars of instinct
with way less judgment...
Yearning for invincible youth
doesn't come to aged faces...
independent
intuitive
following the stars of instinct
with way less judgment...
Yearning for invincible youth
doesn't come to aged faces...
but fresh starts
are for anyone
willing to raise their sails and lean into the wind...
are for anyone
willing to raise their sails and lean into the wind...
Reclaim your self respect
before disillusionment chains it up
and sinks it into the deepest of oceans...
Altruism is a noble chart to set
as long as staying on course
in the day to day battle
is being true to one's own compass...
How much has to be given away
before the poison plume of vapor
steals it like a monstrous wave?
One clear, blue-skied day
subtly as the swing of a pony tail
in a sudden gust of wind;
the jib will jolt the sailor
into alerted consciousness
of a new awareness
and the alarm sounds....
Altruism is a noble chart to set
as long as staying on course
in the day to day battle
is being true to one's own compass...
How much has to be given away
before the poison plume of vapor
steals it like a monstrous wave?
One clear, blue-skied day
subtly as the swing of a pony tail
in a sudden gust of wind;
the jib will jolt the sailor
into alerted consciousness
of a new awareness
and the alarm sounds....
©~dkb~
5 comments:
Powerful words my self-hatred had led me to do some awful things to myself and to allow some awful things to be done. In some ways I abuse myself less than most (which is horrifying) but I emotionally torture myself. I wonder when we will see our beauty and worth.
Very powerful, Donna. "Staying true to one's own compass" is a very daunting task. Sending you love and light. And cyber hugs.
You have posed a most provocative question ... nice write!!
I was sure I commented! I think they are part of the same construct and I am guilty of both. Fantastic job!
To thine own self be true...
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