Tag Archives: contemplation

others might see

In the glaring light of day we parcel out upon the world our blame and condemnations, our envy and frustrations, our Herculean efforts to be strong. In the deepest shadows of night we offer to God our hopes and fears, … Continue reading

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yearning

My heart, fragile as a laser carved eggshell, still beats. Beautiful, i know it is, yet taken for granted and only appreciated when it pounds against my chest or breaks. Why must I live this life I have chosen, indeed … Continue reading

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pawns, peasants and slaves

Imagine this: the concept of owning a slave surfaced like a boil on the face of the planet 12,000 years ago. Certainly it was not when bipedal males of the genus Homo habilis were developing stone tools over 2 million … Continue reading

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One With

Once I have teeter-tottered to my grave on the same wobbly feet that have carried me through life, please don’t memorialize me with fluff, dull as a spoon, useless as a dream never recalled. For that matter don’t slather it … Continue reading

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Almost Green

It is almost green again, the world. Almost new, almost a reflection of something no one has ever seen. I dream a dream that repeats itself, familiar similar faces spaces and streets. To dream other wise would be prophecy, no? … Continue reading

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an Open heart

You don’t know or maybe you do. Maybe you pretend. I can’t. I am the ink on the page you’d already written when you said, “that’s an idea” but didn’t show. Too sensitive, I am. My trusting, yearning heart breaks … Continue reading

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I Walk, I Kill

The Earth teems with Life. Sidewalks are the plains and I the tornado. I don’t mean to, I would never intend to but everywhere I place my foot  I snuff out something. After the earth worms take their revenge for … Continue reading

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They say Necessity is the Mother of Invention. I say it is absolutely necessary that we pin courage to our sleeves, fill our button holes with rebellion and make bright the question marks in our eyes. © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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Shiva dances in the palm opposite the hand that holds the anger. I join them, all the other clowns, on our high wire of formidable pain. © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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roots and chances

who will teach impossibility to the roots of a tree gently lifting the concrete over sweet, sweet time? © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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