When does it become a poem? When I tumble the words around in my head like rough gems, Examining them for facets I can polish? When I spill them onto the page, Inky bright, flashing light? Or when you pick them up and carry them,…

Awaken in me desire, irresistible desire For freedom, for bounds higher Revive in me seasons of rising Console my uprisings Hardly, for ages did I find solace And Oh! Fate and its vengeful grace Awaken in me fire, to burn through my soul Make me…

Give me that fire whose light Eliminates my mind Give me that fire whose heat Will burn veils of eyes Give that fire whose flames Will burn and melt my ego Completely and fully I, surrender myself Jumping into this Ocean of love and compassion…

The thing I want to Swallow is the diamond in your head To light up my heart.

Daybreak by Ingrid Exner- Half Marathon Poem   Sun wakes and paints the Sky in reds and pinks. Colours bend down to touch the earth, Like a lover’s early morning kiss. Fog drifts in and dances across the lake, In Celebration.   I stand still,…

Life. Living. Awake. Asleep. In Bed. In my Head…I did almost oversleep. Just in the nick of time, I awoke. Some inner stirring prompting me. Dont miss out on this. Dont miss out on you. Dont miss out on life. Live. Be Awake. Dont fall…

Little sparkles of gold Will increase a thousandfold Over the hills and the dales and the tracks in the ground Over the trees and the rocks and the roads not yet found Where the high meets the low meets the new meets the old That…

Morning Morning has broken, Not the first And not the last, As we sleepwalk through routine.   Bleary-eyed we stumble, Somehow weave past each other As if still in dreams Not yet destroyed by shrill alarms.   Cold tile starts to seep through us As…

I roll out of bed and hit the floor moaning Yes, it can be said: How much I hate morning   On a Saturday yet, When I’d normally sleep in But, a challenge I’ve set And now it begins.

With the morning comes hope With the morning comes a new start; A loved one no longer in pain A family no longer apart. For up in Heaven the angels dance As Jesus comes forward to say; “Welcome home, child, we love you so” We…