you shattered her cage

you shattered her cage
note from self

hands together
she bowed in
a sign of respect—
you shattered
her cage, her terrain
of misunderstanding
with precise, spare
and elegant words
reoriented her to the
big field of knowing
she cannot unsee—
ruined, she smiles

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

edgewalking

edgewalking
note to self

you walk the edge
along paradox
negotiating the rim
with care—watch out!
you can stumble—
canyon on one side
crevasse on the other

you might go adrift in
the dark side of a story
or the bright—
can they both be true?
try this—embrace them

oh yes, it’s uncomfortable
sometimes agonizing
also boundless and free
balance on that

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

stay rooted

stay rooted
note to self

amidst hatred
that spreads today
clashes for land
wars over water
discord everywhere

we don’t admit
the other as kin
our whale mother
gopher brother
and human cousin

stay rooted here
in the marrow of
your own heart
the avowal you
know to be true

we are plaited
together
you are my core
and I your breath
there is no other

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

the invisible tug

the invisible tug
note to self

when you feel that pull
there’s nothing to do but
listen, tend it, and trust
it won’t let you go and
has its own gravity
best to follow the call

you have been tapped—
the task is to dig
be an inner archeologist
choose an ethereal brush
dust with delicate care

ground holds you up
air provides breath
water is required
a web of interbeing

not even that
keep looking
there’s no web
there is no “two”—only
consciousness shining
we’re made of it
shot through with it
and rest in it
but you can’t find it

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

your heart can bloom

your heart can bloom
note to self

the most important lesson
you’ve learned—your
heart can bloom wide
a dinnerplate dahlia
oh, dear one
tend it with care

cuddle the broken thing
by the side of the road
be present as breath leaves
protect the fledgling that
fumbles first flight
watch it catch the
next eddy and soar

that range—
racking grief that rends
you apart, warm gratitude
spilling to overflow
rage that skins you raw
the backbone to forgive—
all held in a heart that blooms

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

doorway through emptiness

doorway through emptiness
note to self

emptiness is not the goal
although it is a pirouette
along the way—
there is no goal

find the doorway through
emptiness—return to the
world wholehearted and
open and kind and
welcome ambiguity—
that is your gold

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

nothing personal

The pantoum is a poetic form originating in 15th century Malaysia. It’s a poem of any length composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The final stanza is often two lines from the first stanza.

nothing personal
note to self—a pantoum

wash yourself of yourself
there’s nothing personal here
we believe we’re rare, unique
but life is simply living itself

there’s nothing personal here
though we’re sure it’s so
but life is simply living itself
embodiment’s wild ride

though we’re sure it’s so
we’re caught in crazy mind
embodiment’s wild ride
life tests and teaches

we’re caught in crazy mind
thinking we’re special
life tests and teaches
sands and burnishes

we believe we’re rare, unique
wash yourself of yourself

thank you to Coleman Bark’s translation of Rumi
for the line “wash yourself of yourself” from the poem
“Be Melting Snow.”

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

abidance 2

abidance 2
note to self

when you recognize
you’re caught in a
frenzied parade of
rampant thoughts
stop
breathe
abide

notice how sunlight
plays on wavering leaves
a squirrel dances the fence
the red-tailed hawk
nabs a goldfinch midair
and silence underpins it all
investigate that

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

fish learn from water

fish learn from water
note to self

fish learn from water
but don’t notice it’s there—
in the same way
you overlooked what
is most primary and
ordinary—the radiant
consciousness you
swim in—and yet
you learn from it
in all ways, always

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.