Let It Go


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End of the year is here

new one on the horizon

moving forward to the future

leaving 2020 behind

Ever hopeful

we reach out

for better days ahead

with waiting hearts

Optimism abounds

hoping for change

looking for light

at the end of the tunnel

New year arrives

bringing a chance for miracles

and possibly something closer

to normal

Another year come and gone

with highs and lows

we move ahead

and try to let it go

Not Alone


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In a world of no margin

we can feel very alone

struggling against the world

ever increasingly stressful

But what if I told you

that a single word or deed

of kindness towards another

could mean survival

So many are on the precipice

of giving up hope

giving up their lives

giving in to sadness and grief

Loss of normalcy

isolation

death of life

as they knew it

One word one deed

of true kindness to another

just to show

they are not alone

Creating Gratitude


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Words of thanks

written, spoken, thought

for things big for things small

creating gratitude for them all

Filling your mind

with thankful things

creating a universe

that receives and then gives

Continually creating

with thankful hearts

karma of gratitude

returning greater

Breathe out gratitude

breathe in blessings

expand your universe

creating gratitude

Read my blog this week entitled Creating A Universe Of Gratitude

Constant Change


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We fight against it
fear all phases
worry about outcomes
want to control

Resistance is futile
change continues always
ever constant
always present

We push back harder
hoping to avoid
wanting to keep
what we think we need

Universe pushes back
we struggle to stop it
afraid of what we
may become

Universe knows better
all life
all growth
needs change

Be calm
accept what is
let go of what was
become new

Falling Back


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Time is always moving forward

except when it doesn’t

one night falling back

magic to erase one hour

Like Cinderella after the ball

carriage becomes a pumpkin

magic slowly slips away

back to something darker

When time moves again forward

still darkness comes all the earlier

as if losing sight of the sun

enveloped in the gloom

Falling back

moments unrecoverable

what did we miss

in the backward ticks

Ghosts of the Night


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Author – Robin McNamara

Will your ghosts rest tonight 
As you sleep?
last minute of the clock
Strikes midnight

To take you into another day
Another moment
Another chance—
The cards have fated you.

Remains of the day
Scattered like sand across 
Your eyes, which you will open
In the morning and rub away
The ghosts of the night.

Hunted


Hunter’s moon

haunted soon

moon in blue

coming for you

Hunted by night

prey in sight

predator rising slow

searching down below

Blood moon haunts

mercurial taunts

no escape for you

hunter’s moon in blue

An hour lost

time is the cost

outrun by none

except the rising sun

Frustration


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Like sandpaper
everything feels rough
little bits being shaved off
under constant frustration

Grating changes
lack of control
nothing is normal
feeling untethered

Constant exposure
whether we know it
or not
to possible infection

Affecting home
work school
relationships
entire lives

Everyday more
grating and grinding
pushing towards explosions
repetitive frustration

Me, Myself, and I


By Robin McNamara

Photo by Cole Wyland on Unsplash

By Robin McNamara

Me, Myself and I,
Walked past the wintered 
Tree

In the park with it’s departed
Leaves.

Myself though about I
And what to do with Me.

My heart, like the leaves
Fallen in decay.

I was within Myself,
All alone in the park, 
With just Me.

Fall


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There is beauty in letting go

a coloring of change

making way for something new

preparing to undergo transformation

flashes of brightness and being bold

everyone notices each phase of the change

until we lie dormant regathering our strength

quietly waiting for new life to begin

whispering winds of renewed hope

fall into becoming

the trees will show you the way

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