Category: joy

think about:

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, joy, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, thoughtsLeave a comment

think about:

think about moss
how it knows to cling
on the north side of stones
for moisture and dark

think about songbirds
who bathe away mites
in an icy birdbath and
still pipe joy

or raindrops that hang
translucent in sunlight
in our rock wall’s
rosemary cascade

this week, Daphne
and daffodil—soon,
they’re done, then
plums shower white

how life is changing,
changing, yet flows,
ever an unceasing whole—
I think about that

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I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

anam cara

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anam cara
soul friend

the one
who phones
in the moment
you think of them

the one
who arrives
at your door
with love
in their gaze

the one
who offers
true silence
when your heart
aches

the one
who swings
you around
sharing
your joy

the one
who is present
when you weep
unstoppable

the one
who helps you
rise again
in peace
that one

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

speck

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, joy, light, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, paradox, Poetry, spiritualityLeave a comment

speck

I am dust
in sunlight
a mere speck
within the blaze
lit and nourished

I am flaming suns
black holes
sculptor of spells
and what holds
it all

here, the enigma—
don’t grapple
like before,
not this time
let paradox rest

watch the squirrel
munch seeds,
deer graze
as light spills
over the field

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

the price

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, consciousness, Daily reminders, joy, mind, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, Surrender, TruthLeave a comment

Note: WordPress will no longer allow me to schedule posts. I’ve apparently
gone over their limit of 400. So instead of my poems being sent out automatically
at 12:15 a.m., I’m going to have to manually post them just before I go to bed,
between 9:30–10 p.m.

the price

are you willing
to pay the price?
the big field asks

it takes
the personal,
dark or private,
unwinds what is
crooked or mistaken—
your sorry thoughts
misplaced longings
and desires

the big field
is incandescent
it burns clean,
like cautery, all
that’s labeled
mine
and kindles wonder
in its place

do not be afraid
there is nothing
to lose—

the first narcissus
opens in the chill
tiny, bold and bright
a touch of sunshine
in the gulf of winter

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

little altars

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn awe, Daily reminders, joy, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, thoughts2 Comments

little altars

thresholds are altars
the footfall from
this room into another
maybe a step
that takes me
outside
into glittering sun
or gushing rain
a prayer for each
step into change—

hold me
guide me forward
even if I fear
even as I grieve
leave pebbles of care
for me to follow
and find my way

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

shearing

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn awe, children, Daily reminders, heart, joy, kindness, memoir, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, parenting, Poetry, stories1 Comment

shearing

1995

the snips and burr
when she sheared
his mane, curls
wanting to dread,
he surfaced
wide-eyed
from all that hair—
it lay in heaps
at his feet

staring at the piles
his teenage angst
washed away
he said to me,
I want the birds
to have it to keep
their babies warm

hung in clumps
on the fence, we
watched it bleach
from mahogany,
blaze red
to almost pink,
and wondered

four years later,
the corvid nest
tumbled from a fir—
the boy, now man
pointed, look!
threaded through
the sticks
lining the lair
his hair

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

I went out to hear

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, consciousness, Daily reminders, joy, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, Silence, simple pleasures, spirituality, Truth2 Comments

I went out to hear

the lull at dawn
a moment of pause,
earth waiting to exhale
the affairs of day

then hummers whir
poke at the feeder
they chitter and bicker
pushing for domain

daffodils unfold
yesterday a few, now
over sixty, proclaiming
winter’s thin warmth
might become spring

the rumble of tires
on pavement, strident
humans headed to work
the exhalation has begun

all of it,
held in primal silence
all of it,
sacred ground

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

perfume

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perfume

their plump selves
sit on the counter
fat hips tinged pink—
with thumb and finger
I test their readiness
not quite yet,
maybe tomorrow
they can’t be rushed
and yes!
this morning, their
fragrance blooms
Comice, the queen
of pears

the wonder! how
they ready themselves,
waiting to be plucked
do they anticipate?
will they be chosen
for eating at peak
or fall from the tree,
become fodder
for deer and bees,
softening, softening
into sweet mush
on the ground?
either way,
perfection

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

give

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, joy, kindness, Love, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, simple pleasures, spiritualityLeave a comment

give

this late
when it’s clear
how short life is
indifferent, even—
try giving
give without reason
hug freely
feel the warmth
of your friend
who, startled
softens into you

allow your glance
to caress what it
touches, to gild
each common miracle
with love
seeing one
reveals another
marvels everywhere

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

slip on the world

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, death, heart, joy, loss, Love, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, sufferingLeave a comment

slip on the world

my watch rumbles
me awake—
technology’s
modern miracle
I lie in the dark
blink
come to slowly
first, gratitude—
send love to those
ill or suffering
and my old body
then it’s time to slip
on my earth suit
swing stiff hips
out of bed
to greet the world

I read the news
of my tribe
death in the family
again—
when did I
start scanning
for losses?
breathe in, allow
the grief to enter
my bones

then lift my eyes
to first light
the outline of firs
bold against dawn’s
soft apricot
and embrace this day

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.