Poetry to Inspire You
Indices
indices are guides
they are there to inform us
points of awareness
that comfort the soul
that perfect parking spot
occurring all thru the day
the never a red light
as you drive on your way
that phone call that comes
as you think of a friend
the numbers on a clock
that reappear and suspend
us out of time
each day there is an index
that shows when we’re in the flow
supporting our conscious journey
wherever we go
gagi 10/10/23
Candle Talk
slid open the match box
3 fell to the floor
the box was upside down
could have dropped more
first lit a new candle
but wanted to finish the last
so took from the waste basket
a used match and relit the past
the wick was quite buried
in the wax that was there
and it burnt out quite quickly
not enough wick to spare
a new match was lit
it too went out
the third match found no wick
it dropped burning into the wax
becoming a wick by itself
off to find a new candle
and press it into the soft wax
there was a metaphor here
and these are its facts
watch for the hints
when something goes astray
let it play out
it has something to say
don’t try to extend
something ready to end
use its reservoir as fuel
anchoring the new
using it to transcend
on the side let there burn
a light of remembrance
ready to ignite
a fresh re-assemblance
that lights a new way
once the new candle was lit
before side candle was put away
the whole room brightened up
now readied for play
A Page
we are each a page
we are not the book
if we take out a page
the book is then altered
and will no longer read
or look the same
we are part of the story
essential to the flow
from beginning to end
each page will grow
into an understanding
of the whole
gagi 10/09/23