Along the Way

by | Apr 8, 2021 | Personal

Storms have prevailed within my life
And brought me to the shore
Daughter wants me closer
But, what future is in store

Stable, independent
A ‘Sixth Dimension’ Soul
Consumed by the perspective
This current state, a goal

Yet, not stubbornly persistent
Just the height to which have climbed
Waiting, ever waiting
For a Universal sign

My life has indicators
There is power in the word (*1)
Read or in a drawer
Through the ethers are they heard

Evidence having played out
To show the Truth, as such
Frequency, vibration
Influences what is touched

A hermit others see
When not practicing my trade
Dressing hair for others
Or, cutting it, with a blade

Have learned of our connectivity
Through the subtlety of touch
Consuming accidentally
Empathically as such

At this point in our history
Within this Global play
Politically embroiled
In poetry’ long the way

The Climate Hoax agenda
Along with Agenda 21
Crucifixion of our president
That MSM has done

My focus, yes, it’s politics
Attempting to dispel
The forces dark and dirty
By each stanza, not meant to sell

Spirit is an energy
It’s everything I am
Odd-man out, here about
My singularity sin

An aspect of creation
Creating all the while
Through quantum entanglement
Not laced with grace or style

2:09 PM – 2:49 PM

(* 1) Generally speaking, the word as a thing in itself, not referring to
the Bible.

Linda Brady

Linda Brady

Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.

When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.

– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)