Refels Poems

A Chance

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A Hope Flake

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A Wise Friend

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Awake and Run

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Cast me no mold

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Creations

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Decisions about indecision

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Expectations

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Gifts and Seasons

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Heart of the Rose

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Idle Minds

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Image of a Creation

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In Answers There Are Butterflies

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Injudgment

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Lies to myself

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Life’s Prescription

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Liquids of Honesty

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Love Irrational

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Mirrors of the Heart

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Moments to myself

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My Sacred Promise

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Personal Defeats

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Recaptured Moments

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Said I

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Success Relieved

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The Reality of Love

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The Significant of the Insignificant

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The Translator

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The Unexpected

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The Whisper

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The Winds

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Understanding

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Untitled

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Who Am I

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Wonders of Creativity

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loving You

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A Chance

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A Chance

Count my images if you can —
better yet, come look inside
me is my plea;
what you may find is something
more meaningful than your eyes
on the outside are able to see.

An inconsolable invitation made by
so many, but accepted by so few —
possibly fear is the answer, afraid that
in doing so, they may reveal themselves
to you.

How lucky are those who are willing
to make a commitment and take a stance,
to open up, to expose and be exposed —
for they have found the rewards far
greater than the chance.

A Hope Flake

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A Hope Flake

A snow flake, a hope flake,
so beautifully white and brittle —
from where do you come, please reminisce,
for I am in awe of your legendary riddle.

Wise men say you are born as a tear
dampened by a hollow heart from afar,
but then peace and tranquility
are added to make you white —
to sparkle and glitter like a star.

Your journey is long,
with your destination unknown and weary,
but because of your sacrifice
the day seems right which otherwise
may have been a bit dreary.

You are indeed a falling wonder,
giving so much more than you take —
it is no surprise
that you have been described
as an inspirer — a hope flake.

A Wise Friend

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A Wise Friend

Much have I learned
from one wiser than me,
a powerful man
who has the respect
of all who know him
because his motto has
always been integrity.

He has succeeded
when others have failed,
and he has accomplished more
than the average man —
ideas and innovations
are his second nature;
perhaps it’s his faith
or maybe his belief
in a divine plan.

Rough and tough
he might
sometimes
have you believe,
but finding a kinder,
more generous man
may be an impossible task
to achieve.

We have not always
seen eye to eye
and I doubt
if we ever will,
but when times get tough
he’s a friend
offering encouragement,
telling me he knows
just how I feel.

He represents strength,
guidance,
and all I would hope to be —
how lucky I feel
to have a friend
who is willing to share
his wisdom
and his identity.

Awake and Run

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Awake and Run

The hands of time are as sure moving as the tides which ebb the shores,
prophecy is at hand, the time has come –
from this day forward nothing will be closed to you except the limit of your mind's own doors.

Much time has been needed to prepare you for what lies ahead,
the preparation is complete, your intuition and conscience must be your guide –
from these gifts you always will be led.

There are divisions in your mind of actuality versus a hidden desire,
frustrations and conflicts are imminent and common to those who dream to aspire.

Ask not the outcome, for the voice of answers is silent and steadfast,
a hint of the future lies in your reception of the past.

Awake and run – a moment lost would be a disgrace,
your mold is individual, your purpose is unique –
for I know – I am history and I have seen your contributions to the human race.

Cast me no mold

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Cast Me No Mold

Pencil me in abstracts of hazel
green, gray, or blue
on canvas weaved by colored winds
from directions
far from true.

Place my emotions on the ever-rolling and sometimes
violent seas —
a closer look reveals that only the ocean exists
with no glimpse of the
many me’s.

Tie my beliefs and priorities
to the hands of
an ever-ticking clock;
time dilutes and frees choices of yesterday
as a key resurrects and frees
a many-sided lock.

Be not then surprised
if when next we meet
you feel that I am not the same,
for like nature, I have changed —
hopefully in fuller growth
prepared to play life’s game.

Creations

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Creations

Many marvel and are moved
In disbelief
Of the power from the
Everliving hands of
Michelangelo,
While others
Stand in awe of the
Mighty pyramids void of history –
Only towering questions
To which answers we may
Never know.

Some have felt the heat of unleashed
Energy created by
Hands and minds with no names
Joined in common purpose to
Conquer man’s solar candle,
While others
Drift to states of subconscious pleasure
By means of musical flight –
Created by
The likes of Beethoven, Mozart,
And Handel.

On and on the list could go
All miracles born of creators,
But for me the greatest creator
Ever known to man – is woman.

Decisions about indecision

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Decisions about Indecision

Places
are where people are from,
or perhaps going,
but signs often unclear
keep those that know
from knowing.

Chance
orchestrator of decisions
often precedes a false start —
even the student of stars
admits that uncertainty may alter
the best-designed chart.

A demand
to be exactly right with choices
affecting future years
complicates free will
and compromises tomorrow
with present-day fears.

A point
well to remember is that
I am the master of my indecision
and lack of perfection —
to be any less
would be a slave to unclear signs,
and this in itself
ensures a positive direction.

Expectations

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Expectations

Expectations —
from you, from them and me,
almost always in concert
but never in harmony.

Impressionable eyes may be watching —
always must stay strong, true, and blue —
for if I falter,
the world of another
may falter, too.

Patterns of happiness,
a model of true giving and compromise,
have meant years of
careful planning and coping —
now I have thoughts of importance,
and was it all so wise?

Thoughts of independence —
all for none and none for all —
surely have crossed my mind
more times than one,
but recorded reminders
of who I am and what I am
slowly surface as surely
as the morning sun.

Expectations —
powerful enough to arrange lives
and determine sanity —
somehow seem less important,
don’t you see —
perhaps I now realize that expectations
are not requests from others,
only unreasonable demands
from me.

Gifts and Seasons

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Gifts and Seasons

Make reminders to yourself
that in all of life
there are seasons,
a time of happiness
and heartache
often void of explanations
or reasons.

Be careful not to wish away
the present — enjoy today,
remembering that even in bad
there is good, but in good
there is moderation;
your accountability
rests with a life lived
without compromise or need
of exoneration.

Decisions will undoubtedly
pass your way,
bringing tears and feelings
of despair —
use as your measure
the effect of five years from today,
remembering that answers
are revealed in prayer.

There is much
I would like to tell you
about pain and personal treasures,
but my concern would only rob you
from discovering life’s
abundant and unexpected pleasures.

But if wisdom is a gift
to those who understand its value
and the years it takes to arrive,
because I care about you and understand,
I will share with you
all my possessions
for as long as I am alive.

Heart of the Rose

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Heart of The Rose

You are for me as the sun and rain
is to life
With your love I will bloom
as the fairest rose
in your garden and
like the rose
my alluring fragrance
will fill the air you breathe
and you
will want to come closer
to touch the softness of my skin and
with each passing day
I will unfold
and share my inner beauty
only with you
for as long as I am allowed
to be the only rose
in your garden, but understand
that like the rose
the protection of thorns
will turn you away
should you touch me and
your intentions be
less than true.

-Refel Rushing-

Idle Minds

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Idle Minds

A train without a track
is in motion,
but non-moving and still,
a plan without direction
has no execution
when the planner has lost
his will.

A ship without a sail
is afloat
but with no course,
a man without conviction
is alive
but only by natural force.

The spirit must at times
take leave of the body
and rest,
but mortal man with mortal minds
views such an escape as failure
unable to meet the test.

For one brief moment
all things revolving in unison
suspend in open air;
the seconds are like hours
with thoughts of lost momentum
and how such idleness
seems so unfair.

As the mind sleeps
suddenly undetected is movement
as the spirit rejoins its master,
the future which seemed bright before
seems brighter now —
how thankful I am for idle moments
which protect against future disaster.

Image of a Creation

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Images of a Creation

Your words magnify sounds
of soft and gentle vibrations,
reminders of past years,
calm seas and candle flames
whispering sweet citations.

Within you lives personifications
of kindness, caring and
unspoken humility —
what you are is a key
to lost treasures
of which an adequate description
is beyond all human ability.

You symbolize creation
at its very best —
a loving hand always extended;
your torch glows
not for recognition
but for compassion for others —
surely you are what the creator of man
must have intended.

In Answers There Are Butterflies

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In Answers There Are Butterflies

A fairyland of wonders
surely must be the thoughts of the butterfly
as it flutters to freedom from its cocoon,
conscious wings of instant energy
count the strokes from beginning to end
as one follows the other very soon.

The heavens
provide the space for the winged tapestry
to glide and to soar,
occasionally stopping to rest upon a petal —
and after a blink or two,
it’s off again to explore.

During the season
all the riches of the world had been touched
from north, south, east, and west,
and with the journey ended
the keeper of all things beautiful
laid the floating flower to rest.

The butterfly
did not appear to be a seeker of life’s answers
nor did it waste God’s gift of time —
unlike man, it knew
the importance of living without searching —
such a riddle should certainly be put to rhyme.

Injudgment

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In Judgment

Spoon you in and spoon you out
The big dipper as a ladle –
When first you begin
The confines of a cradle –
And
After the feast (of a lifetime)
A last chance
For applause,
For deeds in earthly cause
To be preserved
Or lost in time
Immortalized
By poets rhyme
Hearing the list once,
Maybe twice,
Some remark
With no remark at all
Others, very nice,
Hearing the verdict
One last walk
With bread and basket
The departing thought
With flesh in casket –
If but for time
And knowing how short
Perhaps a better report
The judge and jury
Of life's court,
A moral
To all who have been ladled,
Never to escape the test –
Remember time,
Never take, only give the best –
On this case,
You can forever rest.

Lies to myself

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Lies to Myself

Negative thoughts, shortcomings —
long have I seen myself
through my own eyes,
lack of physical attraction
has patterned my life
with question marks and whys.

Inadequate you say —
if you really only knew
the torture, the agony, the pain —
the story,
despite only briefly told,
has always been the same.

Why couldn’t I have had it all —
beauty, friends, and personality —
oh, how I love to dream,
but somehow
I can’t escape reality.

Now I am looking through the eyes of another,
and I can’t believe
they are all I would dream to be,
and yet
they feel inadequate,
just like me.

Negative thoughts, shortcomings —
long have I seen myself
through my own eyes,
lack of physical attraction
has patterned my life
with question marks and whys
and now I know —
they have all been lies.

Life’s Prescription

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Liquids of Honesty

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Liquids of Honesty

Entering the outer reaches of reality
I witnessed someone of my resemblance looking from the outside in,
an invisible guest
invited to explore long-sought manuscripts
engraved by an immortal pen.

Inner mirrored reflections amplified a silhouette
stripped of protective guards and defenses,
standing alone and free —
and as the tabloid of the projected figure began to unfold,
suddenly there was added to the senses
the sense of me.

For the first time
that which had always been an imprisoned feeling
to express identity due to fear
was dissolved in liquids of honesty
with no need of a mask —
for the true of me was now clear.

Natural and genuine feelings
of total peace and tranquility
flowed from every pore,
leaving residues of self-awareness on which to cling —
for the victory against the conscience
had dipped the scales and evened the score.

Ever so gently the light slowly seeped within the lids
and the darkness began to trickle away
much like a stream.
How unfortunate — that open and honest feelings
for most exist only in a state of sleep imagination
commonly known as a dream.

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Love Irrational

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love irrational

love irrational
is a
symbol and not fact
That
are through unknown power
do attract
striking a chord beautiful
but
Lest there be a conclusion
all
to the exclusion of the part
of thee and me
to wit I say- no due
is to Destiny

love irrational
is a
symbol and not fact
That
evades questions with
answers not precise or exact
Like
if not destiny
then who
has this power sent
to which there was
no consent
to make actions void of
normal and sound
no matter
I pray now that
the rational not be found.

Mirrors of the Heart

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Mirrors of the Heart

Through life we rely
on spoken words
to satisfy demands,
to debate and to learn,
sometimes not realizing
that the eyes often speak
louder than words —
a fire within when sparked
makes desires of heaven and earth
begin to burn.

The eyes are the mirrors
of the heart,
beckoning understanding —
offering an invitation
to explore deep within,
to touch the soul,
to know the whole
and not just a part —
to trace the spirit
from its origin.

When two understand
that in silence,
the magnets of the eyes
bring all things together
in common affirmation —
words taught by man
are no longer needed,
only time and space
to feel rhythms
and the sensitivity
to understand
the unspoken vibration.

-Refel Rushing-

Moments to myself

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Moments to Myself

Please don’t make rhymes have a reason
with tones of despair;
the time has come —
I need to be alone, and it’s
not that I don’t care.

Just a short time to reevaluate,
to collect thoughts of yesterday —
a glass of wine and alone
in some quiet
and unknown hideaway.

An important time that can’t be replaced
by a material thing
or a pseudo thrill,
a time when I come in touch
with me — a better person will
transcend because what we are
is what we reveal.

My heart and soul have been renewed
with new awareness, and
I thank you for understanding
such an unusual request —
in return
I will give you all,
but more importantly,
I will give you my best.

My Sacred Promise

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My sacred promise

and in the days to come
when troubled winds blow
all around you
and you search for that
calm unmovable resolve-
remember that I am your
anchor forged in the uncommon
still of courage; securely planted
in love.
With an inner strength
capable of resisting
all adversity and disharmony
and you may
forever know that my life line
of steadfast commitment to you
Shall neither waiver nor
become dislodged from you
despite the violence
of the storm.

Personal Defeats

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Personal Defeats

Center stage all of you
who have a part to play,
as it’s time to start your travel;
we are the judge and jury
and all performances begin and end
with the sound of our gavel.

We are not critical
of what you say
or how you say it;
actions are our concern —
your motives and intents
will decide the verdict.

Living is nothing more
than remembrances of yesterday
and anticipations of tomorrow;
in between are lessons in humility —
better this
than unrealistic grandeur
which often leads to sorrow.

We see good in what you do,
and we understand your defeats
and why you may feel a bit wilty,
but we are life and we know
you are only human
and for this —
we find you not guilty.

Recaptured Moments

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Recaptured Moments

How perfect the moment, as
none before have ever been
an encounter labeled as complete,
a climax of fantasy impulses
drawn from deep within.

Each sense charged to capacity with
electrifying imagery, charting unexplored
passions of the mind the fury, the force
explained as free will joined by explosions of dormant emotions, volcanic, gentle, and kind.

An exact stage can never be duplicated
for reasons beyond the sphere to understand
the writers of scripts entitled special
moments are charged by fate to write
only upon destiny’s command.

Take then this feeling and guard
and savor it as a moment past;
to recapture is impossible, only
the thought and not the moment
will forever last.

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Said I

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Said I

by day
Or
by night
he walked
Not
without light
said I
Who
was he
Until
He
met a man
Blind
and in love
Who
was in no
Need of light
Or eyes
to see
said I
Who
wished I
were he

Success Relieved

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Success Relived

Return me to the time
when all the lights of the world
made the darkest moment bright,
when all the stares were not for me,
but for my purpose —
and all was so very right.

The rewards of a just cause is success,
a moment always to be remembered
but perhaps never shared —
just humility and the hope
that as the mind forgets,
such moments will be spared.

And when again
I must perform to satisfy me,
others, or just time and need,
I will slip into my mind
and relive that moment, not in fear,
but capturing the power to succeed.

The Reality of Love

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The Reality of Love

If I were to take a chance
and cast my lot
loosely upon the sea,
hopelessly and forever lost,
would you be there
without question to rescue me?

If I were of sad spirit,
wanting only to be alone
and momentarily free,
could you say yes
while not asking
why my thoughts were only of me?

If I were to envision a sparkle
and venture to fly
beyond man’s untraveled sky,
win or lose would you be there —
but more importantly,
not asking why?

If I were to silently sit
gazing in your eyes — consuming your love
if but for only an hourglass season,
could you accept openly
with no questions
of my purpose or reason?

Oh, how I love you for never
a question asked
and for feeling
that what we have is true and not a sham,
and in return with your happiness as my plan,
I will try to be to you
all the things you dream I am.

The Significant of the Insignificant

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The Translator

Refel Rushing

The Translator

Pronounce me not dead
as a translator of images
until I have died —
be assured that words only known to tomorrow
are not lost,
they simply hide.

Commands by the gods
quicken the limitless powers
of the mind —
once again
images of all that is
dance on lighted screens
witnessed even by the blind.

The winds blow
with no announcement
or prior rehearsal —
so it is with the inspired,
the products of which
are neither prearranged
nor universal.



The Unexpected

Refel Rushing

The Unexpected

The best things arrive
when least expected
from messengers
void of messages and notoriety —
an occasional unplanned day
frees the inner senses
to feel
without instruction from society.

That
which we imagine
is never
that which we grasp and hold,
but touched by chance
that which is unexpected
is more wonderful than uncaught dreams
laced in silver and gold.

In the end
when the sweet vapors
of the unexpected
dissipate and disappear,
thoughts of society
are once again apparent,
but so are thoughts of messengers
far away but very near.

How
does one find such a moment
is a question
asked by more than a few —
the answer lies
not within a search,
for when the time is right
the unexpected will find you.

The Whisper

Refel Rushing

A Whisper

Whisper in my ear
ever so softly how you truly feel —
I really yearn to know,
for nothing is as important as that which is real.

Please do not assume that your words
are words I already know,
for if it were true, my reason to exist
would be as weak as the winds that fail to blow.

Be assured that as the heart hears whispers,
it can do little else except respond —
and in return, I will tell you how I feel,
and together our whispers will confirm a true and loving bond.

The Winds

Refel Rushing

The Winds

Yes,
You will always
Know me,
For
I am the wind
That
Swirls about
Your feet,
That
Cools your
Crimsoned body
From
Passion heat –
The same
That blows away
Your fears,
Dries your tears,
With smiling cheers –
The same
That stirs
Your heart,
That
Soothes the sting
Of loneliness
When apart –
The same
That vanishes
Only to reappear
With haunting
Peaceful sounds,
Blowing ever near –
Yes,
You will always
Know me,
For
The wind and I
Are the same,
And
Where you hear
And feel
The wind,
There also
Will you find
Me,
Ever so softly
Whispering
Your name—-.

Understanding

Refel Rushing

Understanding

Understanding
is being sensitive to your feelings
and receptive to your needs —
no greater pleasure can be gained
from unselfishly giving,
often confused with conspicuous
good deeds.

An inward longing to satisfy
sometimes silent and still,
appears that I have forgotten
that you are a person
with needs and feelings
which are individual and real.

Sometimes
I lose sight
of what is important,
ever requesting and demanding —
please forgive me,
for I have not yet discovered
the true meaning of understanding.

Promises of perfection
are nonexistent
and serve as no alibi,
but as humanly possible, mutual respect
and understanding are my goals,
and on this promise you can rely.

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Refel Rushing


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when in those hours that the heart
feels that the only existence
lives deep inside,
suddenly the mystery of song appears
at first in a thought, then in a word
Forever released - no more to hide.

none really know what magic
creates such a sweet
and melodious spell,
the trance if but lasting
for the briefest of time
unchains the soul from its cell

\ music is heard by many, often
in a manner that they do not
Freely understand,
but if we are lucky to hear
and accept the haunting rhythms
of the heart - Amorous transfer
is as near as the gentlest command.

Who Am I

Refel Rushing

Who Am I?

Who am I, where am I – better yet, is there no one who can tell me where I am going?
All questions from yesterday designed only to keep me from the truth,
to keep me from truly knowing.

As the sun arose this morning, so did I with new life, answers to long-sought questions, and a second chance for a new birth –
the warm and gentle yellow rays of the heavens’ silent voices announced my future,
but more importantly announced my new self-worth.

For the first time, I knew that all the unique gifts I have been given were given only to me,
some of which I must share,
for to do any less would forever keep my soul less than free.

There is much I have to offer that perhaps only one in a crowd of many
have the inner vision to see,
but should wisdom recognize their things hidden deep within, I will give all,
but more importantly, I will give me.

Yesterdays are nothing more than gifts of the past given by the one who gives life,
often touched by pain, happiness, and sorrow,
the joy in facing the future is knowing that through the best and worst of times,
you and I will forever be friends and together share each today and each tomorrow.

Wonders of Creativity

Refel Rushing

Wonders of Creativity

In empty rooms
there are crowds
all faceless and bare,
sounds etched by silence
from uncaring hearts
echoing invitations to share.

Lights in darkness
penetrating the deepest
of shallow desires,
prolong for one short moment
the state of separatism
to which
the painter of words aspires.

To each
there is meaning and confusion
of which all of us
and only one can create,
the creative genius
unlooked for some
is for others forever asleep
destined to an unheralded fate.

loving You

Refel Rushing


Loving you

I write for all of
You
No matter who
You are
I
See you
Among many
As an unnoticed star

You see
And you listen
And you
Marvel that I
Know you so well
There is
No magic in the words
I write
I simply understand
Your days of
Happiness and your
Days of hell

Why
You ask
Do I take the time
To give a bloody
Damn
You already
Know the answer,
For without loving you
I would not know
Who I am.