life – lizalizaskysaregrey

Roller Coaster

April 4, 2018 lizaaitken

Strapped in, very slowly at first,

we start to climb up high.

My stomach’s holding butterflies,

I really don’t know why.

I’m seeing the peak above me,

the rest cannot be found.

I know that when I reach there,

I will go crashing down.

That’s my life on a roller coaster,

always another drop.

I’ll reach the peaks of happiness,

somethings going to stop.

All the rides are turbulent now,

as none are on the flat.

If there’s one thing to remember,

I have to hang on to my hat.

We all take different places here,

on very similar rides.

Hitting highs and reaching lows,

there’s others here beside.

We recognise those spirals now,

after traveling for so long.

But preparation doesn’t help,

it’s more about staying strong.

We know it’s in the planning,

this crazy ride we live.

I wish they’d put the breaks on,

as something’s got to give.

lizalizaskysaregrey©️2018

In Nothing..

March 26, 2018 lizaaitken

It’s in doing nothing we find ourselves,

or someone we might know.

Whilst contemplating something else,

the universe somehow unfolds.

In trying to find the meaning of being,

it’s only more questions we find.

Although pointers drop into awareness,

when thoughts are left behind.

So close the books and take a walk,

through natures winding trails.

Inspiration will glisten in setting suns,

mingle in leaves that fall in gales.

Reflections you see on the rolling tide,

smile right through to your soul.

Connecting to all that surrounds you,

ending up feeling you’re whole.

Nature Lessons 353

September 11, 2017 lizaaitken

Those beautiful colours of youth soften with age, yet they remain as eternally beautiful to the eye that sees

~ Liza

I Move

August 12, 2017 lizaaitken

I dance as I’m swept along by the wind,

not clinging onto the trees.

Twisting along past those rain clouds,

going just where I please.

Those old roots are in my pockets now,

I’ll keep them moist and fed.

Until I plant them in the ground again,

remembering how to embed.

But for now I’m like a spinning feather,

light and catching the sun.

Dancing across these earthly planes,

laughing and having fun.

I’ve been that couch potato before,

I’m not doing it anymore.

As when each chapter is over now,

I know there’s more to explore.

A bit how I feel at the moment, with most of the things that hold me down in storage, I’m lighter, I can move around easily.

We can put roots down anywhere we please at any time, we are not trees. As beautiful as they are, we don’t have to stay put, we have the ability to change our environment at any time.

Why spend life in one place, become like trees in an organised orchard when we have roots we can move. We are so lucky, we are able to explore and make the most of life. Stop off, experience and then move on to experience more.

I know it’s not how life works, I know we need jobs, need connections and these things keep us in one place, but isn’t this a pity. I’ve stayed in places I love and that’s great but I’ve also stayed where I’m unhappy and that’s just not good enough.

I’ll settle down again but for now I feel a bit like a feather and I’m enjoying the experience.

Two Little Boys

August 12, 2017 lizaaitken

Two little boys are squabbling now,

just like children throwing stones.

Shouldn’t we tell their mummy’s,

I think they should really go home.

Arguing about who’s the biggest,

yet it’s warheads their shouting about.

I think we should close the playground,

isn’t it about time they got out!

I’m waking up at ridiculous o’clock wondering what the news is going to say today.

I’m beyond horrified, I’m flabbergasted that these children continue to play with our lives as if we are counters at the bottom of a toy box, cast aside for the big guns.

I really think it’s time we put them to bed, time for mum’s and dads to take back control don’t you think?

I’m not politically minded, I don’t understand war or rhetoric but I understand care and I think it’s about time we took some care of our planet and lives.

Hopefully with that out I can go back to sleep!

I Pray

August 3, 2017 lizaaitken

I pray I can climb a high mountain,

be in touch with the divine.

Swim across seas of the deepest blues,

drink of the finest of wines.

Travel this world then go far beyond,

dance on stars so bright.

Harness the sun as it rises at dawn,

ride hard until setting at night.

I pray I experience all that there is,

yet still be hungry for more.

I pray I dance through my final years,

there’s so much more to explore.

Can You?

July 24, 2017 lizaaitken

Can you harmonise with natures song,

do you find you are in tune.

With those colours that surround you,

are you coming into bloom.

Are you well placed in the painting,

between wonderous earth and sky.

Do you sit beside a running brook,

or join those birds that fly.

Are your actions matched in harmony,

with words that leave your lips.

Are you satisfied in natures arms,

without that social fix.

Can you recognise the fragrance ,

do you have a natural scent.

Do you save the picture in your mind,

after your time is spent.

Can you manage being on your own,

can you say yes to the above.

Because if you harmonise like this,

you harmonize with love.

Fragrance and Harmonise

Too late for yesterdays prompt, so added todays as I finished the poem 🙂

Life After Death – A Poem

July 22, 2017 lizaaitken

There is no life after death

if the idea of life is to live.

Yes, we exist in another space

but a kiss we cannot give.

Without a form of any sort,

we will float like a new idea.

Contemplating past mistakes,

of all those wasted years.

The body burnt or buried deep,

and no longer necessary.

We’ll go back to original source,

to go right back to many.

Separation far behind us,

realising we are all one.

We’ll exist in everything,

within the brightest of suns.

With the ego now far behind,

as it won yet another day.

Led us down the falsest path,

we followed what it had to say.

So there is no life as we know it,

all emotions will cease to exist.

So make the most of those senses,

in living a life full of true bliss.

Savouring the Moment

July 17, 2017 lizaaitken

Walking out to the beach I was disappointed to see the tide was in, not only was it in, it was still climbing. I knew this would be the case but came anyway, hoping the very reliable tide time tables were wrong. You see, I just love low tide, love to walk along the shore, through the sand and rock pools just being, the silence and stillness the low tide brings sooths my soul, it slows my breath and allows me to be. The vast expanse of beach provides a sense of freedom I can’t find anywhere else.

I savour each moment on the beach when the tide is out, I walk across sand that was hidden under the sea, I pad through the land of sea creatures. I am in Poseidons territory and yet he cannot claim me for his own as I walk across sand.

You get it, I was disappointed. I sat down on the pebbles and looked at the sea, waves crashing towards me. Closer and closer they came, beckoning me, teasing me. The foam of each wave, like lace, covering the shingle, pebbles sparkling like jewels as it once again subsided. The sea, I felt was dressing the land for the occasion.

I sat and watched, immersed myself in the event and thought about integration, pondered on the blending of opposites. Nature teaches us so much, everything we look to in nature has a different message.

If we spend our lives doing the same thing again and again, we miss out on expanding our minds, we miss moments that are extraordinary. Sometimes it’s right to look at things a different way, shift our perspective a little.

As the sea came closer and closer, I watched the pebbles, once dried from the sun disappear into the sea, only to remain as a memory. A piece of seaweed rolled on the tide to land by my feet, a final bow on the costume.

No longer disappointed I left for home, realising as I did, that each moment teaches us something new, to savour each and every one of them.

Life happens when we are waiting for something else, if we don’t experience each moment, we might miss out. We might be so preoccupied with one thing that we miss everything else.