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May 27, 2016

Play

the obstinate choice

is saying yes

when you mean no

to something that was never meant

to be a part of you

because you are afraid

of the alternative

which you have not allowed

yourself to discover

yet

sometimes you need to be

in a seemingly pointless

situation

vegged out on

sounds of life

than stuck in a room

watching gamma rays

hoping your cancer will disappear

instead of getting up

walking

going out

and being a part of the resistance

to everything insane

making humanity clear

by your mere

presence and participation

in the rhythm of life

that tries so hard to be heard

the sense

in the nonsense

the sound

in the noise

able to perceive the good things

marking them

drawing a circle around them

protecting them

helping them to become

bigger

stronger

more important to

more people

who can only perceive

and understand

the rhythm

of chaos

hating everything

outside of their rules

made to protect themselves

from the unknown alternative

scared of everything

that has its own rhythm

bending over bowls

peering into them

never testing to see

if they have a sound

those people

the ones who take

an instrument apart

to see what it is

instead of playing it

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Published on May 27, 2016 18:54

May 26, 2016

Listening is Healing



I was told

that listening is

waiting

remembering

both what you want to say

as well as what is being said

smiling

laughing

enjoying

giving the other person

confidence

to explore their thoughts

listening is not

sacrificing your time

or being patient

although you don’t really care

or understand

patience suggests tolerance

in listening

of something

unpleasant

there is no need

to think this way

listening is an exercise

of value

where is it

what am I meant to learn

that the other person hasn’t learned yet

and when oh when

do we stop them

the talkers

who don’t like to listen

where is our time

lost in the time

of the other

when can I express it

that thing

that calling

that desire to be heard

listening is only one word

open

talking is two others

to it

how many times I would have liked people

to get to the point

and they never did

they just wanted to be heard

listening is

open

healing

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Published on May 26, 2016 09:28

May 25, 2016

Swimming Lesson



the one thing I care about

the least

is what emails

Hillary

has been reading

or writing

because let’s face it

we’ve come a long way

and that a woman is allowed

to read anything

at all

is a step up from a hundred years ago

when we just got the right to vote

when we had no voice

no say

no sway

into how our society was structured

if that’s the only thing you have on Hillary

then I say

cry me a river

and make sure

you can swim

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Published on May 25, 2016 12:24

May 24, 2016

Meander



meander means

to act like a writer

to feel capable of not getting lost

and to have some semblance of a plan

but to change your mind at every turn

and to constantly wonder

if you’re going

the right way

or

you’ve been going in circles

trying to get to the center

of your point

your argument

your thesis

your grand plan

your dom perignon

your oo la la

your peaches and cream

and then you get tired

from being confused

for so long

that you tell yourself you need a rest

when really

you need to keep on going

until

you get the swing of it

and find your home

don’t stop

til’ you get

enough

all night

beat it

quoth the Jackson


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Published on May 24, 2016 18:58

May 23, 2016

Bacon on My Bike



When I buy bacon

on my bicycle

I feel like

I’m flying through someone’s religion

such a sentiment is too heavy

for my breakfast

I just don’t want my eggs

to be lonely

without the accompaniment

of 3 finely smoked

pieces of pork

I just want to see it there

on my plate

next to my buttered, toasted raisin bread

excuse me if my mind goes oink, oink

while you are respecting Allah

I don’t mean to be disrespectful

I just think that

if Allah

didn’t want us to eat bacon

there would not be so much of it

and it wouldn’t taste

better than chicken

I believe that people have come

to be on this planet

because life is as tasty

as it is good

maybe I should consider

myself as a pig

slaughtered for the smell of me

I might then rethink

my bicycle rides

but then I would also have to

rethink beef

and chicken

and turkey

and fish

anything with eyes

could not go in my shopping bag

and

I also think that

if I had to really consider bacon

as a pig

and I had to kill the pig

for bacon

I’d much rather

eat two pieces of fruit

and call it

a religion.

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Published on May 23, 2016 08:37

May 22, 2016

Comedy



I could just be

bored

or I could be dissatisfied

with everything presently occurring

or I could just be boring myself

I think I’ll choose the latter

because that is

more interesting

there is something wrong with me

but

there is something wrong with the world

now

that would be the usual propensity

to say

that everything around me is not enough

and I am enough for everything

and everyone

to complain about nothing and everything

except yourself

that is comedy

I am a small spot

on a bigger spot

that few even know about

in a region of the world

that speak a language

most people don’t even know

or want to

I am a grain

of sand

on a beach

that many people visit on Sundays

at 2 o’clock for 30 minutes

if it’s nice outside

and they have nothing better to do

I am a big problem

obscuring real problems

with the problems that I think I have

no one really cares if you’re late

or on time

you’re a point of reference

when everything is deemed pointless

because a person thinks that they are not

the boring one

they are not a problem

it’s you

only you

you are the center

of their aggravation

until they find

another lilly pad to hop to

ask yourself a question

and then another

and then another and

keep going until

you have more answers than questions

which cannot be

as

there are no answers without questions

but there are plenty of questions

without answers

sometimes faith is all you have

and then

yourself

believe you are amazing only if

you believe you are a part of something

more amazing than you

because you are an answer

to a question

you are a reason

for someone’s concern

and there are no answers or reasons

without questions

and concern

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Published on May 22, 2016 08:47

May 21, 2016

note to self



girl

what can i do

to be great

should I alleviate

world

poverty

and save all the orphans

what would my title be

long live the queen

who sacrificed every moment

in her life

to do more

for someone other

then herself

could I walk the longest mile

with the most situations

and pains

and quarrels

and equations

to solve

only to reach the end

and discover

that was too easy for me

that would surely make me great

or

it might make me human

discovering

that my imagination

could never be enough for my possibilities

that my mind could not wrap itself around

everything that would ever

and could ever happen to me

discovering

that my heart could be broken

1,000 times

and still

I could love 10,000 times harder than

anyone who never had a broken heart

and always had the greatest love that

life could ever behold…

supposedly…

comparatively

what can I do to be great

should I sever that part

of myself

to find what’s valuable in me

that part that limits me

or should I be grateful for fear

sometimes

protecting me

from the limit

I guess the only way to know this

is to die many times

and live again

because

we go to our limit only at death

but still

we come back again

to do it even better

I say

go to your limit everyday

because surely

you will survive your limited imagination

enough times

to keep you alive

a few more times

than if you were not great

at all

being great is trying

the good things

that no one else would

I dare you

to be great

and not allow

the voices

to win

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Published on May 21, 2016 09:11

May 20, 2016

Sell



Artists are

posers

observers

starers

puppets that move in the same few directions

over and over again

in order to create something that makes

your mind

go in every direction

they see everything

from their table stand

to buy or sell

that is the question

to create

or hallucinate

imagining that you are a part

of society just because

you’re in it

contributing nothing

could be okay

but

an artist

gives

don’t buy

sell

adorn your hell

make it pretty

with your desires and wondrous thoughts of possibility

live in a paradise of intentions

reflected from pieces of art

the intention to love

the intention to grow

the intention to stand upside down

and live in a different world this way

be more beautiful

than anything you’ve seen

this side of illuminated

if you only imagine

you cannot create

then there will be nothing

when you are gone

and no one will remember you

as if you never existed

you were merely put into existence

move your paint

your ink

your arms

your instruments

life must evaporate

to show that it’s renewable

durable

consistent

persistent

of value

sweat it out

excrete your desires on canvas

if you have to

squeeze out your soul

eliminate

your impossibilities

sell

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Published on May 20, 2016 16:58

May 19, 2016

Home Is



the bees are coming

safely home

never wanting a sweeter flower

always knowing where

good is

it’s in the heart

the center

never

forcing you to wait

on the outside

on the periphery

looking in

and thinking

oh how sweet it is

as a question

not knowing that

home is open

with brightness

waiting

to be kissed

and completed

the bees are coming

they are loud

and shaking

they are vibrating

every bit of air around them for a hundred feet

they want you to know

they see it

they feel it

radiating permanence

home is

where the heart is

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Published on May 19, 2016 13:06

May 18, 2016

Create



I is so tired

and I don’t know why

maybe it’s because

I’m always trying

to do the right

thing

say the right thing

at the right time

in the right way

not too fast

and not too slow

I try to be perfect

and then I worry that

it was not

perfect enough

and I worry a lot

like

when I wake up

every morning

I think about what I did

or said

yesterday

instead of

thinking about what

I’m going to do or say

today

should be different

if I can think differently

I don’t know what

this should be

like

but

I know it should not be

like

that

so I read

so I run to clear my head and clean my blood

so I listen

so I meditate

and ultimately

what I must learn to do

every

single

day

is

create

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Published on May 18, 2016 08:01