If Only

I know I have no right to ask this of you

I ruined all the chances that you gave

The years have flown by like wispy clouds

And we’re different people now than we were then

But I miss the lightest touches from your fingers

The softest feelings flowing from your heart

If only you had been real

No power on Earth would have kept us apart

Copyright © 2021 Robin McShane

Why Silence

An explanation for my lack of presence here for so long…

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When words no longer resonate with the inner of my being,
Lose potency, vibration with all that I am seeing,
How, then, can I use them to express my inner feelings?
Silence becomes a better mode to give thoughts and actions meaning.

Copyright © 2021 Robin McShane

A Night With MS (Multiple Sclerosis)

Waiting for a night to pass,
As muscles steal my sleep.
Tightening, loosening, tight again,
Spasms sharp and deep.

Tablets taken, massage done,
Even exercising, stretching,
Nothing seems to help the course
Of nerves to muscle wrenching.

Vomiting their impulses,
Creating action strong,
As nervous system tries to tell me,
“Help, there’s something wrong!”

I know there is, has been for years,
Inflammation’s fire,
Takes the life away from me
As all my systems tire.

“God help me, I did nothing wrong,”
I cry in deep despair,
And yet the body carries on
As if no spirit there.

“Take each moment as it comes,”
I truly do believe,
This moment testing my belief
As I search for some relief.

This too shall pass, I know,
Fires of pain subside,
And I’ll fold into a blissful sleep,
Another wave to ride.

Copyright © 2021 Robin McShane

The Silence of Being

Every piece of me fades into silence,

That which I was no longer cries through the night or howls at the moon, laughs with the sunlight or drifts through unsullied clouds, feeling their momentous presence.

I have become more than I was, less than I am, greater than I could be.

Life is beyond me, way past my comprehension, as it just is, moment by moment, soulful breath by breath.

I live in the Silence of Being

Friday’s English Haiku – #52

Fridays Haiku - Aug 10 2018 - Pockets-of-Star-Formation-in-DDO-68- Credit NASA, ESA, and the LEGUS team

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Fireflies dance naked
Passions flickering power
Spurning caresses

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© 2018 Robin McShane

Note: I’m delighted to report that the young lady’s reading of my poem ‘Time’ (as posted July 24 2018) received Gold at the local eisteddfod she took part in!

 

Time

At a recent local Indie Book Fair, a young lady asked if I could write her a poem on ‘Time’ or ‘Smile’ for her upcoming Eisteddfod. I am very touched by the request and she seems happy with this effort – I wish her well!  (and, hopefully, get a recording of her reading 🙂 )

Time flies past,
Tearing memory’s bond.
Adventures speed along,
Lifting us beyond.

Far past taste and feeling,
Where echoes may not last,
And those that do become reframed,
By how we see the past.

Fluid in its nature,
Ever-changing in its flow,
Today, an hour drags so slowly by,
Tomorrow, watch it go!

So, if we strip our time away,
Forget the clock and hands,
What are we really left with?
Just the moment as it stands?

Take the moment you stand in,
Feel its depth and power,
Taste its fragrance, touch its strength,
Lounge within its bower.

Do not rush or miss a part,
Hold onto its truth,
Then ride the wave of times sweet flow,
On and through your youth.

© 2018 Robin McShane

First Reflection – January 31 2014

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If procrastination has the power to put all our dreams to sleep…
Then fear is the faithful follower that keeps them there…

© Copyright 2014 Robin McShane

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Arbitrarily looking back at my very first WordPress post (way back on January 31st 2014!), I found the above and remembered my plan to just post short pieces a couple of times a week!

The cycle turns, and returns…! 🙂