Archive | May 2014

Caged Bird by Maya Angelou RIP

We say goodbye to a great lady.

Living the Human experience

Caged Bird



A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind   
and floats downstream   
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and   
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings   
with a fearful trill   
of things unknown   
but longed for still   
and his tune is heard   
on the distant hill   
for the caged bird   
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   
his shadow shouts on a nightmare…

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Train Horn


By Mary Burns

Far away and soft, 
comes the welcoming sound
of the train horn.

Some say it sounds lonely, 
but not to me.

It calls to me
of childhood nights
in my darkened room, 
a muffled noise
that blended in my mind
to mean safety, security, 
mother and father nearby, 
a feeling that all was right
with me and my world.

It can envelope me still in reassurance, 
surrounding me with the sound of comfort. 

Light at the end of the tunnel

long tunnel

As we go through the train ride of life and pass through tunnels of darkness we can choose to:

  • remember to light our lantern
  • believe in ourselves
  • know that this moment of darkness will pass
  • be present and feel the glow of our light within

To view the full article by Patricia Mosca on Creativity Portal, click on the link below.