24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I have been writing poetry on and off since I was about 12 years old ( many years!) My hobbies are writing, running, photography and reading. I have a background in writing and social work. A few years ago, I presented a few workshops about the healing effects of various forms of writing-including poetry. Writing has always been a very healing passion, pastime, hobby and luckily, professional work for me, at times.
Random Thoughts……
My fingers fly over the keyboard. I hear the sing song of the sparrow, one of my songbirds in the background. The songbirds are more hushed today./ The weather is warm…the sun is climbing the sky and casting down bright light and bathing us in brilliant light. Summer is here-at last.
Ingrid
We NEED…almost nothing.
Yet, we desire everything.
Those that do not desire everything have nothing.
We NEED to learn from them.
Ingrid Exner
Stars twinkle shut.
Red and pinks shoot across the darkened sky.
Morning awakes.
The baritone bellow of the bull frog
breaks the morning silence.
Gently waves roll onto shore.
Morning awakes.
A warm wind passes through the bull rushes
and they shake a morning greeting.
Morning awakes.
Reds, pinks and now blues accent the sky.
Billowy clouds hang low and smile a welcome
To the new day.
Morning is here.
Copyright 2015, by Ingrid Exner
Beyond the courtyard and
beyond the gardens
Lay the wall of stone
that is hardened.
Fashioned of stone, blood,
sweat and tears,
It is a monument of
many past years.
Just beyond this ancient gate
the real world is in await.
Time moves forward and people
Run in haste with very little
time to waste.
But back behind
that gate of stone,
the spirits of ancient times
still roam.
Captured behind
a wall of stone
They exist in memories
all alone.
Copyright, 2015 by Ingrid Exner
I smile often
Despite the pain
Denying the existence
of this physical strain.
I see the world
As I want it
To be
A world in which
We should always
see.
Beauty, laughter and Light
In all places.
As joy moves through all
empty spaces.
Bringing happiness to those
in need
And improving all life,
Yes, indeed.
Copyright 2015, Ingrid Exner
The beating of the falling rain
The rythm of the shore,
The gentle whispers of the winds
Calling me once more.
I hear the voice grow stronger
The longer that I stay
Beckoning me now,
to follow him this way.
HIS inspiration
is everywhere-
Flowering plant and tree.
Miracles take stem around me
As far as I can see.
“Life gives life and so it be”
Is HIS promise now to Me!
“Protect these things and let them grow!”
“And, one day you will come to know.”
“Life gives life and so it be”
Was HIS answer unto me.
Copyright 2015 by Ingrid Exner
I am a fish out of water
I have said once or twice.
A Canadian who doesn’t like to fish
as I don’t believe that nice.
But I know I have “fished”
In many a form
It’s just my definition
That does not
fit the “norm.”
Instead I fish
For facts,
And reel in a line or two
My bait are these words
That may contain a hook
Just for you.
Copyright 2015, Ingrid Exner
Our daily morning ritual
has turned into routine.
We have become known as-
the most Boring Couple
ever to be seen.
Good morning greetings
Fall quickly from his lips
Beginnings of misunderstandings”
And our ongoing
Verbal slips.
“Be honest!,” I exclaim,
in declaration of his lies.
Let’s finally break free
of these binding ties.
Long gone are the memories of
Soft moonlit nights,
Replaced now by our
ongoing fights.
Romanced ebbed like the
setting of the sun- a premonition of
the end of the fun.
Take the plunge
My heart beat quickens
Laboured breathing
The anxiety thickens.
An unknown world swirls beneath-
grey mist gathers above,
this watery sheath.
I gather my strength and with-
hearty gasp,
I plunge forward
without a single lapse.
Falling quickly backwards and then diving
straight a head
Toward this watery wonderland-
I am led.
Submerged in wonder by thoughts
filled in awe
of oceanic wonders
first ever saw.
I swim down deeper
and my world opens
Anew!
Oceanic beauty viewed by
only a few.
Coral reefs rise-
straight out of sand!
Magestic wonders
of this mesmerizing land.
Fleeting colours swim
by in streams
flourescent dashes,
schools and teams.
Fish of every
shape and size
appear before-
my bedazzled eyes.
I catch my breathe
in the beauty here
as my awe erases
my once present fear.
My name is Ingrid Exner and this is the second year that I will be participating in the half marathon poetry challenge!!! My background is in technical/professional writing and social services. Whether I am working in non-profits or for-profits, it always seems like I am writing- which I love!!! I am currently working on a few writing projects…reducing the size of my e-book, memoir and biography of my mother as well as a little book of advice and tips for a young survivor. I love to write and I love having the opportunity to meet and work alongside others. I have written poetry as a hobby for many years and incorporate it into morning meditations. Thanks for this opportunity 🙂