The Battle

Sometimes I struggle with life

With living it, that is

I love it, this life

But it’s hard sometimes

And when I am in the struggle

When I feel like life is against me

I forget I’m not alone in it

Everyone’s lives look so easy compared to mine

And I feel so weary

But eventually, the struggle passes

And I return to myself again

Everything is not rainbows and moonbeams

But I can feel the presence of others again

And I no longer feel so…

On my own against the world

And that makes all the difference

Inspired by The Daily Post Archived Daily Word Prompt: struggle

Rehabilitation

Gonna rebuild this heart of mine

Strip it down to the studs

Clear out the old debris

Old timber and waste I no longer need

I’ll live with it bare for awhile

Get a feel for its original structure

And listen for what new wants to be built

Find out where to put the walls

And where to leave open space

I’ll paint with bright colors

And decorate each chamber how I feel it

And when the renovation is complete

I’ll invite all my soul parts and my lost little girls

To choose a room and m make themselves at home

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: rebuild

Unexpected Turns

I just discovered that I love directing!

This is after a lifelong love of acting.

I had never even considered directing. Always thought I didn’t have the brain for it.

(And who knows, maybe I don’t.)

But a fellow actress recently asked me to direct her in a one woman monologue play, and though I hesitated at first, something in me wanted to.

That part was almost drowned out by the voices that said what was I thinking? Who am I? I’ve no formal experience directing.

(Never mind decades of being directed, studying theatre and acting. Never mind helping fellow actors countless times stage and work on their auditions over those decades.)

But somewhere in the midst of the cacophony of negative voices, I felt a curiosity, an interest in the play, an interest in the actress who asked.

And so I said yes.

And it turns out, I am loving it.

Now, I have no intention of stopping acting.

But.

I want to continue exploring this new perspective within acting alongside my acting pursuits.

I want to do more directing!

Who knew?

(I’m so glad I listened to that quiet little voice.)

Free Will

Every day I choose to stay is a triumph

Life is not a given

I choose to live

To do my best

To love as much as I can

To reach for more

I fumble, I fall, I fail

I get up and try again

Every day, a triumph

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: triumph

Urban Twilight

Neon lights taser early evening shadows of the day

and dance off windows ever-reaching for the sky

Blazing, burnt orange sun makes its slow slide into the Hudson

Pours her liquid sunlight across the city spaces

between buildings, and down crowded streets, across the trafficked avenues

Something electric runs through the veins of life in the streets

The city, she feels more alive, more alight than before

Keep on Truckin’

I’ve got a few tricks left up my sleeve

Not going to waste my time in a fret

Midlife is nothing more than a signpost

This life thing ain’t over yet

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: sleeve

Soul Sister

I feel you there

In a parallel Universe

The me that I haven’t lived up to in this one

Did you steal away my confidence

Maybe took more than your share

Do you laugh easily

And let harsh words roll off of your back

While I am still guarded after all these years trying not to be

And take everything people say to heart

Can we meet somewhere in-between our two worlds

What separates two parallels

Have an equal exchange

I’ll give you some of my excess

There must be something I’ve got that you want

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Post: parallel

Urban Decay

I felt a flutter

A tiny heart part

A glimmer of the seed of confidence

Growing up through the cracks

Of the broken sidewalk of my soul

I tried to nurture it

Tried to help it grow

Shone sunlight on it’s tendrils

Watered it with tears of relief

But it expired in time

Like a child’s first goldfish

Neglected after excitement’s worn away

And now there’s just grey cracked cement

And hard-packed doubt underneath

Where a sprig of hope used to grow

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word prompt: glimmer

Bare Light

Her eyes were luminescent

I saw straight into her soul

All else had been but stripped away

She was left to be simply whole

Her dying body housed a loving heart

And from that she shone and she was

I came to know that all that matters

Is our humanness – our goodness, and flaws

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word prompt: luminescent