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Easy Pickings

pviel — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 05:13:28 +0000

Waste

Is a negative

Sounding word

It seems to me it’s

Actually a good thing

For others and a gift of profit

Some glean the easy low hanging fruit

While others survive on the leftovers

I can see that every day if I look

The byproduct of raw material

Ends up the profit for the

Ingenuous agile minds

Waiting those who

Make use of the

Unwanted easy

Pickings

Source of Meaning

pviel — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 06:44:16 +0000

Somewhere

High in the mountains

Snow begins to melt slowly

Giving rise to along the way

To the grateful life in its sphere

When I stand high looking around

And begin to see the effect I imagine

At times I feel so insignificant and small

Until I realize the source of freedom

Is being part of a great river of life

Then knowing my time here

Will have some meaning

No matter how tiny

It will be profound

To someone

Else

Stark Beauty

pviel — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 06:08:06 +0000

Rugged

Deceptively beautiful

Worn by time warmed by the sun

Will the spec of dust we are be missed?

I am now content to just see the moon

Above the handwritten wispy clouds

Knowing that you exist nearby

Occupying the same sky

At the same time

Layers

pviel — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 05:48:35 +0000

Dig deeper

Into my mind and soul

Listen carefully to what I say

And even closer to what is unsaid

I’m not really a difficult person to read

There are layers of me you should really see

I know there is a part of you than rarely shows

And it’s never spoken out loud but in your smile

Barely hidden beneath your public persona

Fears and hope and dreams so beautiful

That you sparkle beneath the surface

Like a diamond on black velvet

Like the sun behind a cloud

I hope to fly some day

Above the mist

To gaze easily

At who you

Are

Morning Fog

pviel — Sun, 14 Aug 2011 06:13:43 +0000

Each day
I awake to
Find the mood
Of the morning
I have to admit I
Like the cool morning fog
The softness of color and light
It has to be the pastel velvet
Feel that comforts me within
Like a smile from a friend
Who knows my persona
And still smiles

Perspective of the Heart

pviel — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 06:22:44 +0000

St. Louis Arch Seen Through a Playground Swing Set

Perspective of the Heart

To see a monumental object

Through the eyes of a small child

I can understand the power of perspective

There can never be a truly objective insight

Without understanding distance and dimensions

Yet with my heart, reality is surmounted

Love’s perspective is always crystal clear

Yet unspeakable for fear of exposure

As the dreamer I always was

And always will be

Obscured

pviel — Mon, 23 May 2011 05:35:18 +0000

Obscured

Veiled beauty
Streams of white translucence
Hide your whole face from me
Yet your essence can be seen
Between lines and beyond
The small bits we share
In our conversations
I yearn for the more
You will never
Disappoint
Me

Adobe Sky

pviel — Sat, 16 Apr 2011 02:57:37 +0000

Adobe

Against a windy sky

Dry mud and high clouds

It all seems so simple and common

So easily missed so fortunately found

People of value float into my life

To my credit I look closely

At the grace they carry

It is so rare to be

Disappointed

So very

Rare

Friendship

pviel — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 00:38:47 +0000

Friendship

Nothing alike

As different as possible

But for one unwavering trait

Knowledge of the better angels

Preconception is a myth of the cynic

Acceptance and understanding is the

Grace of all true love and friendship

Closeness is not about proximity

When you stand by a friend

It is always about belief

Thank you friends

For believing

In me

Growing

pviel — Wed, 09 Mar 2011 06:09:53 +0000

Growing

Color on paintbrushes

Aching for prismatic light

Dying to view this image tonight

Wondering if I’ll see more than I saw

At first sight on the walk I took today

They are images of my imagination

Intoxicating my mind sweetly

Like the nectar of

Your smile