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Intro: I wrote this piece several years ago when working for my sister’s catering/entertainment company back in Las Vegas. She catered tons of company picnics for the hotels/casinos and other big companies. At the company picnics, there’d be excellent food, d.j.s, entertainment, games, and more. Sometimes I worked as the “fortune teller“, sometimes I worked as the bartender. Other times I was the Activities Director… but regardless of the role I played, I absolutely LOVED the vibes of the summer picnics. She later used this poem in one of her advertising brochures. I’m reposting it here today in honor of Summer Solstice.

“Summer Picnic”
Written by:
Wendi Friend
2000

Summer picnic
day of fun
children playing
in the sun
Good food cooking
on the grill
Momentarily
life stands still
Laughter sounding
in the air
people lounging
without a care
Frisbees flying
lemonade
puppies resting
in the shade
music playing
hula hoops
chitter chatter
in small groups
baseball caps
ponytails
sand box, shovel
rubber pails
big tall slide
nifty swing
basketball court
roller-blading
soda pop
snow cone, cake
all the sunshine
one can take
frequent smiles
relaxing breeze
pretty flowers
bumble bees
trees to climb
flips, cartwheels
lovers strolling
head over heels
pretty birds singing
butterflies
floating clouds
clear blue skies
Family gathering….
somewhat mystic
something special
Summer picnic

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Written by:
Wendi Friend
2000

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Dog barks
car drives by
stars are covered
by clouded sky

fountain flows
leaves flutter
wind is knocking
on the shutter

storm brews
rain prepares
lightening strikes
thunder dares

frogs croaking
in the trees
crickets chirping
with their knees

light flickers
neighbors sleep
children dreaming
sweet and deep

clear my throat
take a drink
clear my mind
a moment to think

take a breath
then let go…

trust what you feel
not what you think you know

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Lost

Written by:
Wendi Friend
10-15-02

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Months are passing one by one
ending before they’ve even begun
And then those months turn into years
I find myself choking back tears
As baby boys grow into men
and months turn into years again
Little girls grow up so fast
I want to stretch time, make it last
A little longer
A little stronger
I have old scars from yesterdays
trying to heal along the way
through the labyrinth’s twists and turns
Success depends on the lessons one learns
Am I learning or just scraping by?
On the karmic scale, where am I?
Have I still more debts to face
or am I in Heaven’s grace?
Sometimes, I’ve got it all figured out…
no sign of worry, not a shred of doubt
I lead the way, proudly in command
trying to reach a promised land
and other times…

I’m just lost.

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Written by:
Wendi Friend
7-17-05

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Resting… nesting in a happy place
A tranquil space void of face
or form, or reason, or rhyme
Where grace knows no bounds of time
A sublime lack of everything
A well-spring of nothingness… divine
The emptiness… a blessing

Free form falling into self while
Escalating to join the all that is
Where nothing is everything and
Everything exists in nothing
… everything except self
In human form

This is the bliss
to exist by ceasing to exist
to make progress by being motionless
To become wise by not thinking
To flow without swimming
And to take in fresh breath by exhaling

Not awake yet not asleep
Neither here nor there
Emotionless
Weightless
Translucent
Without name
Or purpose
And yet
All Powerful
Peaceful
And quite satisfied
In the nothingness that I am
And everything else

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Silenced

Intro: I wrote this one years ago, August 2004, but I thought of it this morning when doing The Daily Dose, having drawn the Five of Swords Tarot Card.  One of the sources suggested this card could mean getting into an argument with a person who was impossible to argue with… a no-win situation.  As soon as I read that description, this poem popped back into my head. This poem reflects what the two people in the background of this card may be thinking or feeling that caused them to lay down their swords and walk away from the situation.

“Silenced”
Written by:
Wendi Friend
August 2004

I am now convinced
That I have no desire
To open my mouth and speak
In your direction.

Cool your fire
Control your flame
Hold your tongue
And your anger tame
I am silenced.

I am now convinced
You’ve no interest in hearing
What I have to say
And I, no more to speak.

Calm your nerves
Quiet your voice
Slow your pulse
This is my choice
I am silenced

I am now convinced
No matter what words I choose
No matter that I come in peace
Trying to communicate is a battle I’ll lose….

I have no interest
In being a verbal punching bag
Or the holder of blame
For your internal unhappiness

I’ve done what I can
And now I’m silenced.

 

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Intro: Here’s another I’m drawing from ancient archives in honor of today’s Fairy Oracle, Romantic Partner. Again, I admit and openly know that the writing itself kinda sucks (although I am fond of a few lines)… the flow and meter are off, the punctuation is painful, but I’m choosing NOT to edit at this point because the whole purpose of “The Road Home” is to accept and appreciate all of my parts and my past, even the un-polished bits.

“Could This Be Love?”
Written by:
Wendi Friend
2000

To love nature is easy
Just give in to the seasonal flow
Winds can be wild or light and breezy
While rain and sun cause things to grow
But the trees don’t complain
When the weather’s too cold
Nor do they explain
How they feel as they grow old
And though each winter life faces death
Winter exhales living spring’s breath
To love nature is easy

To love children is simple
Just tune in to their laughter
Appreciate their smile’s dimple
And believe in their happily ever after
Honor a child’s innocence and joy
At the simple things around them
They’ll play with the box before the toy
A child’s heart is a gem.
Children love with no conditions
Children openly trust
They have no hidden agenda or missions
Imaginations are robust.
To love children is simple

To love animals is effortless
Those joyful, loyal pets
Who will love you if you’re penniless
And up to your arse in debts
They cuddle without confining
They don’t hog the covers in bed
They don’t require fine dining
And let you know they love you
–without a word ever being said
They are always happy to see you
When you walk through your door
Their love is deep and real and true
They don’t hold grudges
–over things that happened before
To love animals is effortless

To love career is driving
Inspiration lights a fire
Pulse rate up and mind is thriving
Heart is pumping with desire
Everyone wants to be a success
And increase the cash they bank
Because without it you’re helpless-
just a third-class passenger
–on a boat that already sank
We want intelligence and high-class status
So we harness our tools and trade
We maneuver our chosen apparatus
And lead the employment parade
Regardless of the field one chooses
If the passion is right and ripe
One who aggresses never loses
If they’re the career lovin’ type
To love a career is driving

But to love another human
Dear Goddess, the implications
What’s done will never be undone
Regarding intimate relations
Yet still we search and hope to find
A perfect willing match
With a strong, loving heart and powerful mind
To which we can attach
Because alone we feel like half of a whole
And feel like something’s missing –
Like somewhere there exists a twin to our soul
With whom we should be reminiscing
About the good old days back when
In a life more open and free
Before the separation began
When there was unity
And so we find familiar faces
That we think might be lost love
We cling to even the slightest traces
Of that old familiar glove
Only to find we’d made an error
And the glove tried on just doesn’t fit
And all your dreams shatter in terror
And you feel like it’s time you finally quit
Searching for something that can’t be real
For something you’ll never find
For something that will always be surreal
And a figment of your disillusioned mind
But just when you accept this as true
And you give up on the chase
You meet someone who reminds you of you…
Who has a familiar face…

And you wonder…

Could this be love?

(Here we go again!)

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Intro: This was written long ago, around 2000/2001. I remember when, where, and why I wrote it. The punctuation, grammar, and style in this one really stink… and I’m not editing it because I’m at the point in my life where I appreciate the raw expressions of my past without trying to perfect them. I’m re-posting this today because I remembered it when I drew that Romantic Partner Fairy Oracle this morning. The card triggered a memory, so I’m including the memory on “The Road Home.”

“I don’t need you”
Written by:
Wendi Friend
2000

I don’t need you to think I’m sexy
in order to know I’m a woman.
I don’t need you to show me the way
in order for my life to begin.

I don’t need you to call me smart,
in order to recognize intelligence –
and I don’t need to wait for you….
in order to play out my life’s events.

I don’t need to credit you
with all that I become,
I don’t need to belong to you
because I don’t belong to anyone!

I don’t need to beg of you
forgiveness for my mistakes ~
and I won’t worship the ground you walk on,
when the ground that you walk on quakes!

I don’t need to subscribe to the theory
that I can’t live without you
nor will I be suckered into believing
that I’d do anything for love – if it were true.

However …

Because I am a woman,
I’d like to be thought of as sexy.
I don’t fear getting lost along the way,
but I sure wouldn’t mind some company.

I’m not afraid to use my own mind,
but I value other opinions-
and though my life doesn’t depend on it,
I would like a bit of your attention

While I believe it’s sometimes right to be wrong
and that our mistakes can be our virtues,
I’ll try to be understanding through the journey long,
willing to walk a mile in another’s shoes.

And though I’ll walk on my own two feet
to reach the goals I’ve longed for,
the rewards of my efforts would be really neat-
but sharing it with love would be worth more.

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Intro: This is being extracted from my archives today in honor of the “Environmental Awareness” Fairy Oracle drawn in this morning’s Daily Dose. If I’m not mistaken, I wrote this when I lived in Tulsa, so about…. 6-8 years ago or so.

“Earth Alive”
Written by:
Wendi Friend

I am alive in the winds
You hear my voice
Whisper through trees
You feel my breath
Comb through your hair
Like what? Like fingers of
The Goddess herself

I am alive in the waters
You hear my love erupting
In waves of blue
Over You
You feel me touch you
Embrace You
Envelope and nurture you
Through life’s currents

I am alive in flames
Licks of fire fueled by desire
You hear me roar
You feel my heat
You know my warmth
From the Sun
From the Power of Knowledge
Gained by mankind —
Mankind — the only life form on Earth
Aside from Mother Nature Herself
With such ability to handle and control
beauty and destruction

I am alive in the Earth —
You nurse from me daily as you
Breathe my breath
Eat from me
And as you sleep
Cradled within my womb

I am alive
And I’d like to thank you
For recognizing me
As such.

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June 8, 2008
(Shower Meditation)
“Stepping Stone”

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I’m inclined to think
I was not designed
To be anyone’s
Final destination…

But, instead destined
To be a mere
Stepping stone
On the path
To their
True desires.

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What if?

“What if”
Written by:
Wendi Friend
2000

What if…
the power most often referred to as “God”
were actually a pregnant woman
called “Mother Nature”,
Her womb called Earth,
the fetus – humanity

What if…
we have not yet become
what we were conceived to be –
and may,
through lack of regard for consequence,
abort ourselves
before such beauty
is ever given life?

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