long walks in silence
alone, but never lonely
forest path rises up
fresh insight flares inside me–
all thought is impermanent
Sunshine is so subversive…
leveling all darkness in its path.
Sunshine is so revealing…
shrouding the world in hope.
Sunshine is so cleansing…
washing away all lingering self-doubt.
Sunshine is so enlightening…
bringing light to all life’s questions.
Sunshine is so overwhelmingly welcome…
giving us cause to celebrate
even the mundane in our everyday life.
Sunshine is just the excuse needed
for us to overflow in joy.
Welcome to my new poetry blog.
Why give a poetry blog the name Poetic Alchemist? For me, writing poetry is an act of alchemy. Most poets turn alchemist in mixing and blending words to create a poem. Successful poems seem to contain magic, which the poet some times intentionally salts the poem with, but even more often, the magic simply appears like an unexpected rabbit drawn from the poet’s hat.
Successful poetry speaks to the reader from the inside out. That is the beauty and mystery of poetry. Some poems seem even to possess you with unshakeable images and feelings. Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken has always hit me like a ton of bricks. In this poem, Frost gives image to a feeling inside me about the choices I have made in my own life about my work, relationships, and other things. It helps me to see how I am. That is very powerful!
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
I hope you enjoy the poetry brewed here at Poetic Alchemist.
May you live a poetic life!
The reasons for things
Being what they are
Go beyond left brain answers
Or right brain cures.
Things have alchemy
Like how stars make constellations
And like how two impassioned lovers
Touch each other’s souls
As their heaving bodies
Collide in rhythmic ecstasy.
Or how abandoned kittens grow up
To become royal lionesses.
All because of the chemistry in them
Making them what they are.