In my dreams…

       

       Unicorn come find me and whisk me away to a magical world. We’ll go to an island, and I’ll feed you apples while I write in my journal. I’ll reread every page and smile. Then throw it in the ocean feeding the sea with my thoughts. Perhaps the fish will read them, or Jaws will taste each vowel and spit the others out. Afterward, I’ll build a cabin out of straw, branches, and the twine the villagers find for me when I meet them. Let’s hope they are friendly. I’ll grow crops to feed everyone, somehow we’ll find seeds and hope will nurture them with wild rains as they pour onto the land. This my magical creature would be a great plan.

–AKC ©9/29/18

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Meeting but not…

I dive as I drive into a state of music
It sweeps me into a mood of smiles
Leads me down a path of hopes
Keeps me full without the filling
Features all the best artists of my choosing
And I recognize my gain from their work on my way to work
Pun intended
They help me help myself
And I am grateful
Even when the song fills my eyes with tears
Reminds me of memories
Burns my fingertips from bad choices
Music is not only words
It’s a part of souls
Touching ours
Without ever having to meet.

Angela K. Crandall

©9/27/18

Devoted Cravings

“I can be simplified or deep.
It all depends on the day, circumstances, and how I let others affect my emotions.
If something hits me hard, I may fall crying out loud for dreams I wish to come true.
Wouldn’t you?”
~AKC~ ©3/13/8

(*Poetry was written and first publilshed on Twitter on this date.)

 

From pain comes art.

“Everyone matters and has something to give.

For those hearts that see this seeking out others with the same.

I bow to you in acknowledgment of wholeness, understanding, kindness, and yearning to connect.

Inside my soul burns to meet others who wish to collaborate in this search for universal light.

Let no one take your candle but instead let’s hold it together up high so that all can see. Let us heal each other in spite of the hate and lies surrounding us.”

Angela K. Crandall
© 1/3/18

Owning me.

“I cannot be carved, by your hand. I take my tools back.
There are no demands that I will answer.
At this instant, I take minutes and hours multiplying them.
Even if it’s, only a wish.
I hold it up like a birthday candle and blow.
It disappears as I will.
One day.
So, for now, I take my minutes, hours and days holding them near for as long as I can.”
~Angela K. Crandall~
©8/12/16

Determination

“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

©8/19/2015

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?

Or

Have you forgotten the moments lived?

As if you’d never have another.

By

Angela K. Crandall.

© 8/12/2015

Indispensable irreplaceable love

I am forever bleeding:

Feelings

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

And

Trust you

Let you into

Everything I am

Without regret

Because I want to

Allow you in once more

Before the rain

By

Angela K. Crandall

©7/19/15

Aquainted

You give me moments

 Glimpses that make me smile

Every time the paradox opens…

In this instance, you stick out your tongue at me

We are basking in the sunlight enjoying the end of day

You go by

As you have many times in my life

Followed, following

Restoring joy and hope

All at once

Remotely from afar

©7/12/15