Maureen McDole Poetry – Arts Annual

THE MIND VS. THE HEART

“Do it this way, do it now!” 

Says the mind, really really loud.

“Go with the flow, enjoy the ride” 

Says the heart, quietly inside.

“I know the way! I know what’s right!” 

Says the mind, all through the night.

“Rest now, listen to your dreams.” 

Says the heart, over the mind’s screams.

The mind gets pissed and draws its jewel encrusted sword.

The heart just smiles and sits on the floor.

The mind is confused, “Don’t you want to fight?”

“I don’t have time for that,” says the heart, “I am listening to the light.”


MOVING FORWARD

you can feel quite blind 

groping around in the dark 

the beginning of a new adventure 

not knowing how to start

your friends seem like strangers 

your life feels a farce 

your main emotion is fear 

guidance seems sparse

step by step you travel 

not knowing when it ends

unable to marvel, at what is around you 

knowing your journey depends

on so much, out of your control 

that you think you will scream 

you just keep moving forward 

until you reach the stream

of inspiration

that you have waited for 

you walk a couple more steps 

until you reach a door

you take the knob within your hand 

and turn it to the right 

press it slowly open

and then you feel the light 

you have reached your destination 

unsure how you did 

realizing moving forward 

is the only way to live


WE ARE

We are a piece 

of infinite things.

One blade of grass, 

one color of a rainbow, 

one leaf on a tree 

after winter has passed.

We are a part 

of all that is.

Our eyes reflect galaxies,

Stars upon stars.

The depth of the ocean

is but the length of our arms.

Our cells are from asteroids, 

our skin is but grains of sand,

the whole universe is 

on the palm of our hand.

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