Posts Tagged ‘AJG’

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A Part Of It All

January 15, 2015

Blue skies from sci-fi epics.

Clouds stationary battleships

no attacks in sight.

The sun a bathing god

reclining in all its power.

Absorb its light and ride along

neck bent to witness it all.

The story has just begun.

Bubbles rise up inside

bursting and popping excitedly

as I realise

I am a part of this all.

*

AJG

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Bursting For Flight – Isles Poetry

November 1, 2013

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Just a little poem I wrote while watching young hummingbirds jumping around these flowers.

Bursting For Flight

Fluttering with their nature

young hummingbirds hop.

Thin branches flex as they bound

with graceless flapping.

Energetic bursts of their youth

crashing through the spindly leaves.

Hovering at yellow-belled flowers

tasting sweetness for mere moments

before capitulating

to swing on long fine stems.

‘Twit twit twit’ they taunt each other,

vent their frustration and laugh.

Vibrating where they stand

feeling their potential for flight

all their energy pulses out

as they strain to earn their name;

humming humming humming.

AJG

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Isles Poetry – “Out of Place” – Routines, Breaks, Resistance Training!

October 24, 2013

This is another poem in my collection, “Isles”.

Now about habits, routines, taking breaks from these routines, and fighting through resistance. What are your routines? Sometimes they are hard fought. Waking up early and getting to work on something. Sometimes they are such a habit, that they happen naturally. Often times we have had these routines but they have been broken.

This has happened often to me, and it is sometimes hard to get back into it.  Though a routine for me is the best for quantity…sometimes not for quality. My routine is usually to write in the morning after exercise and breakfast and during tea time…but after days of this routine under threat, what can I do? I become frustrated and it becomes harder to start again with a different routine. For me I try (try) to look at the change as a good thing. A holiday to improve the quality of my writing and focus on another aspect of writing, such as editing my writing, writing down ideas, putting physical copies to digital, and reading more. Also thinking positively that, although I am not writing, I am supporting that writing.

Those are a few points from me, though if you are really struggling two books, “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield and “The Power of Habit” by Charles Duhigg are great books to help kick start you and give you lasting change.

Finally, I would love to hear how you mix up your routines…how do you break through resistance…how do you make the best of a bad situation?

Cheers and enjoy the poem!!

AJG

Out Of Place

The seasons have different names here:

Low and High, Wet and Dry.

Clean and Dirty. Easterly, Westerly.

The wind berates the island

pushing debris in from the sea.

‘How could you do this?’ Tourists scold.

How can the locals explain

that it’s not their trash

but others out of place?

The “big clean up” must happen anyway

as the High and Easterly approach.

They scour the shore

clearing refuse of every shape and sort.

Stacking it and burning it all

so that a pernicious cloud

stalks the brush and thicket.

This is where I exercise

another thing out of place

amongst the palms.

Picking a stretch of beach

to sprint, push and squat.

On every length I spot

some bottle brown glass and

fill a cup with the shards.

I face the sun reflected waves

breathing the heat,

feeling the sand beneath me

once tiny parts of something else

wondering about all the pieces of everything

from every corner of the world

that have washed up here

forever and before

out of place.

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Shine – Isles Poetry Project

October 10, 2013

Shine

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An outboard idles on the shore, clattering dully.

The noise lounges on the bay and strolls far around.

Above it a Filipino band plays a song of the West

his whining accent a good match for country twang.

The al fresco diners add their own accompaniment

with conversation and cutlery.

The moon sits low amongst discarded clouds.

The wind hangs out in the trees

muttering the faintest whispers with the drawing tide.

With a grunt the boat kicks to life

disappearing around the cape with a drawn out burr.

The band finishes its request and takes a break.

The guests lay down their forks.

The wind takes its breath and holds

while the tide hushes with a final gush.

Amidst the quiet a lone moth takes the scene

floating through the rays of solitary moon light.

The quiescence exalts its flight

making awkward strokes mighty.

Reminding all in attendance

that there is a moment

for everything to shine.

*

AJG

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Heart Shaped Map

September 4, 2013

 I’ve trapped myself on another island

and no heart shaped map

lends me directions from its shores.

They all speak in tongues and tones and

I’m here to bend them to my own.

There are bays and beaches,

towns and tourists and two-faces at every turn.

Everything nearly non-decipherable.

A journey amidst

the untranslated. A paid holiday

to bemusement and the benighted.

Sunsets, scuba, set meals of the absurd.

An alien planet called paradise

at a premium price.

I find myself the most exotic one here.

If I don’t know how to feel

I cannot guess at what they must.

A novelty for a few months

for scheduled interactions and

pleasantries.

Relationships constructed of

fixed questions and replies.

So just for conversation

I write this heart shaped map into a bottle

toss it to the waves

watch it roll right back

and see who wants to talk.

AJG

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