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Lost, Again

Posted in poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , on March 2, 2024| Leave a Comment » 

“We make a lot of detours, but we're always heading for the same destination” 
― Paulo Coelho

Lost—Again


The directional app on my phone 
remains mute, while the road twists 
and my mind twists with it  
into lost places I’ve been. 

Memories explode bully-style inside 
my brain synapses, creating panic.
No sound, but an arrow on my screen says 
turn left at the next corner. I remember 

the shop with the worn yellow sign.
And space in my head and heart opens.
I know to move through uncertainty. 
Celebrate my detours. Consider 

the possibility that others hide pain
behind strange, sour, surly behavior. 
May peace be made from pieces,
one imperfect turn at a time.


Originally published in For a Better World 2020
reprinted previous blog




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One Slightly Damp Hearing Aid

Posted in inspiration, tagged , , , , , on February 6, 2021| Leave a Comment »

Have no fear of perfection—you’ll never reach it. (Salvador Dali)

Miracles come in uncanny forms. I experienced one in between ice storms when February’s less subtle moods moved in on Thursday.

Sure, I realize a mask and my hearing aids have a tangled relationship. I know to pull the string as far out as possible before removing any face covering. However, my uncut, haven’t-been-to-the-salon, hair gets in the way. So does impatience.

Inside the comfort of my warm abode, I didn’t notice one aid didn’t make it into the house. Not right away. When I did, panic took over my brain. Panic is like setting fire to a dark house when lighting a candle will do.  

A room-to-room search yielded nothing. The gasp-at-the-cost item wasn’t there. I found my hearing aid on the street, next to my car door. The next morning. A fresh, round battery and tiny, white filter brought life back into the aid. Probably, something akin to device-CPR.

My sense of humor is back. Sun casts strong shadows on an imperfect world. I walk into it. And recognize the chill. More alert now. Oh, I doubt I’ll stay aware every moment for the rest of my life. But I hope I can forgive myself a tad quicker the next time imperfection visits my day.

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Lost—Again (a Poem)

Posted in positive thinking, tagged , , , , , , , , , on June 17, 2020| Leave a Comment »

Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost. (Erol Ozan)

 

 

The directional app on my phone

remains mute, while the road twists

and my mind twists with it 

into places where I am lost, again.

 

Memories explode bully-style inside

my brain synapses, creating panic.

No sound, but an arrow on my screen says

turn left at the next corner. I remember

 

the shop with the worn yellow sign.

And space in my head and heart opens.

I know to move through uncertainty.

Celebrate my detours. Consider

 

the possibility that others hide pain

behind strange, sour, surly behavior.

May peace be made from pieces,

one imperfect turn at a time.

 

published in For a Better World 2020

 

 

 

 

 

 

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