Shine on

Remain thoughtful not thoughtless

For every moment spent in emotions

Grants us the ability to empathize

Feelings we’ve felt

Within, and outside,

Without the fear of pain

 Do not fear pain

Let it go

In each embrace

In warmth

Encompassing us

Given not demanded

Relax in the comfort of acceptance

That which we give

To each other

Let go, take hold of me,

And shine on.


Angela K. Crandall



“Never let them stop you

Keep running

Even if you’re out of breath

Move forward

til you reach your goal with the sweat upon your brow

And smile at your success.”

Angela K. Crandall


Previous lives

Can you remember summer days with no obligations?

When you grabbed your swimsuit and headed for the river?

You swam all day long til the sun tanned your skin

Pretending you were traveling in the tropics with your best friends.

Days you sat with many books to read

Finishing one and starting another

The sound of an ice cream truck lit up your eyes

You ran as fast as superman to get that brightly colored ice cream

Joys long past that you can catch a glimpse of

in the corner of the memories, where childhood lives

Each day we let pass

Did you live in the moment?

Cherish each second

Do you ever have time to rewind and look back?

Each image golden

Actions, play, and people

Things you held dear

Do you recall them?

Like switching on a show of the Brady bunch

Do you remember?


Have you forgotten the moments lived?

As if you’d never have another.


Angela K. Crandall.

© 8/12/2015

The Lesson

Tossing and Turning on the blue water I hold my oars in my hands

I’m quite a near land

Once ashore I will throw down my anchor

I cannot wait to explore the lush land

I’ll pick fruits from the trees

Then I’ll set up my camp

Sinking into self-awareness living off the land

A week or two of soul-searching

Digging for the lost treasure within

Curiosity peaking

 What I will find

Will it be golden like the sunshine that is fading?

Shall I meet friends or foes?

Perhaps there will be a quaint hotel

When I gather within I’ll have sweet tropical drinks as I sit by the sea.

Oh, how I wonder on this journey what will be.

I pull my boat up to what looks like an abandoned dock.

I see no one around

I tie my boat to the dock

Grab my pack

OK there’s no looking back

I walk onto the sand

A one man band!

“Shall I play you a tune?” he asks.

“Oh, play me your best one yet,” I chuckled.

I set down my pack and oh how he played

That one man band was never delayed.

Then he took me to his cabin and shared his meal.

What a fine fellow to share his fish.

Oh, I could always eat like this.

Then he offered me a place to rest

And there I slept

Until in the morning when he said oh my child

Let me teach you how to be free and wild.

I stayed only a month

He and I vowed I’d come back

But it seemed like forever before I’d again make the trek.

I honor that day I met the fellow so relaxed loving and mellow.

He taught me that a life of simplicity can be fine.

Sharing is so divine

No, it’s a gift

I hope that when we live forever it will be just like this.


Angela K. Crandall


Emerging affections of my intensity…

“Love captures hope in a jar, but it doesn’t fence her inside

It allows her to flourish

To grow out of the protection of the shell provided

An extension that falls free

Overflowing out of the top

Once she knows who she is

Obtaining a true love for herself

She discovers someone else

To hold her hand

 Escaping her refuge

Now in blossom

No longer does she need the armor she held on to so dear

Two hearts merge

Lifting themselves up

 Outward into the sun

As one extension

~Angela K. Crandall~


I want to believe

Rising above the shadow of my beliefs

I want to believe I’m significant

A creator of change

That without my existence someone would notice

Yet something keeps forcing me down

Pushing me under the earth

Gorging my mouth with dirt

Filling me with mud

When will I puke out all the Darkness?

Shadows follow me of the human form

Emotions are shoved down my throat

Did I cause them?

Let others change my outlook

Give them control

How did anger, hate, doubt, appear on the surface

Am I really to hard on myself?


Not adequate?

Water does nothing to dilute my uncertainty

I try to dispute it

Diminish this clot

You pass me

Taunt and tease

Neither is caught

Or maybe I’m just trapped

In this round about

Unable to get off

In a continuous circle of hope

That never reaches its climax.


Angela K. Crandall

© 7/23/15

Indispensable irreplaceable love

I am forever bleeding:


Emotions on my sleeves

I pull them up revealing bare skin

Letting you caress my arms

 You pull me near

A yearning in my chest

Needing to linger in your arms

To fall into them

Rest my head, my heart, and every piece of me

I spent on those who didn’t deserve me

Can I let go of the past

Humans who let me down


Trust you

Let you into

Everything I am

Without regret

Because I want to

Allow you in once more

Before the rain


Angela K. Crandall


Four paws of Inspiration

Good news

I awoke alive

Sun shining

Fan spinning

Light fragments blazed

Radiating into my room

An orange kitty jumped upon my bedside

Crawled under the shades

To soak it all in

I flutter a bit not wanting to emerge

From the silky sheets that cover up my body still at rest

Mr. Butters springs up to peer at me eager for his morning stroll

“One minute,” I say! Inflicting myself with the will to move, and sit up, out of my daze

Not to give up and just lye there.

Instructing enthusiasm to take shape sitting on the edge of my bed

My feet barely touching the floor

Creating pressures to propel myself

Out of the dark shades into the daylight hour…


Angela K. Crandall

© 7/9/15

Spirits unit…

When the lights diminish

Your stars shine

A paradox converging

Timeless ticks of time

Replaced by the music

You place in my mind

Twisting, turning, jumping,

High-fiving, cheers deep inside

Raging outward into dance

Each beat brings me closer

To an end

That I only want to start again

Circles connecting


Never dividing

Notes enveloping us

Engulfing us

Metaphorically touched

By soft sound igniting out of you

This is how we connect

With never having met.


Angela K. Crandall



Are you shell-shocked?

Shining brightly amongst the ashes

Grass growing slowly uplifting the concrete

Bursting to be free from the confinement of earth

Listening for words sung on the outside

As a small girl skips rope

Hope  afloat in her tiny heart

A smile spread across her face til she lands on the pavement 

Tears exploding rushing down her checks

Picks up her rope

Then pulls me out of the ground up near her mouth

Blowing me out into the world

Making a wish

She Tosses my stem aside

I’ve died, but I’m still alive

To be re-born again

Many Magnificant fields shall I cover

with dreams inflicting idea’s of destiny for others

Pursued due to one wish

A single sweep

And again I grow beneath


Angela K. Crandall

© 6/20/15