Felicia's Blog (9)

I am the catalyst Mere casuistry of modern faith I walked the land in search of you Thou I knew little- least of all your name Your birth not realized yet mine, an extension of my fame I scoured the winding slopes of Eire In search of truth I discovered change Ireland, sweet Ireland land possessed by itself No greater beauty had I found Immense dignity and still… A country’s soul: torn pages of dramatic history in need of healing There are bears and wolves in these woods Serpents slither… Continue

If tomorrow is a manifestation of all that has been obtained, learned and accumulated as of yesterday, and again as of today, why do we seek it-- Is there a greater truth unveiled only when we get to the tomorrow, as it is the conclusion of our yesterday? Are we cynical today and pray for happiness tomorrow? When is it okay to live right now in the moment? When we photograph the scene, are we evolved or far removed from that moment, from which we hope to capture the essense to be shared tomorrow… Continue

It Happened At That Moment I stood in the periphery, Yet savored the enormity of sun cast my way from just beyond the garden there... ...There I stood, too enthralled to speak too enamored to move Then It touched my soul the lush sweet smell of Spring I reached out and ran my fingers gently ‘cross the rose petals velvety embrace My friend enveloped me with trust Bade me see beyond the weeds castigation See the purity of life that lives within the bossom of the petals deep set within the rose...… Continue

The ship came sailing in; Upon its magnificent deck, rested a cargo of fine silver and gold trinkets. The many shapes and colors of precious gems glistened from within the depths of huge trunks. The laughter of evil men rang out across the quiet vastness of the sea. Their greedy eyes devoured what was rightfully ours, while their blood splattered hands molested our very souls; (As) we the crew silently prepared to die at the hands of these rugged thieves from the sea, I heard myself begin to pra… Continue

Honeysuckle... roses Bees-- laughter of children Barbecue and pool parties Graduation-- changes pending Sun showers and afternoons spent fishing Sweet sun burning winter's skin Noxema and repellent Catching fireflies Loving life Felicia Maisey Copyright ©2008 Felicia M. Maisey Continue

My how the wind, the wind with its glorious self righteousness soothes me, moves me to action, aids in my quest for peace The wind sees all and knows all It carries your whispers into the night' and dreams into the day The wind, the wind its power self evident The wind, a healer of seasons, destoyer of lives The wind someday shall carry me away to a better place Felicia Maisey Copyright ©2008 Felicia M. Maisey Continue

Like a wild animal, called upon to be tame I swiftly exercised all chemicals from my veins Savagely, I fought to maintain a little sanity I mopped up after every storm, opened windows; Pretended to breath My wings were broken and I forgot how to sing, Until at last, a ray of sun shown through the looking glass, Setting it aflame As the fire spread, I almost prayed for death to come And allow me to escape the pain But alas, I survived Like a million flights before: I spread my wings, gathered my… Continue

There are weeds in the garden. Blending with the flowers, Quite often they seem beautiful, Distracting from view the essence of a blossom. They feel like flowers and grow undaunted, if one is not careful, Until, unattended, they strangle the life from the flower at its very roots. The petals wither, drop to Earth, and suddenly the lovely garden is no more. It stands barren; so alone, except for the colorful weeds. There is no more scent to the air, no gentle blossoms swaying to and fro, No buds… Continue

Have you ever truly considered the validity in the adage, "youth is wasted on the young?" Awhile back, I had a project for class, and I found myself reading a book entitled, "Dances With Luigi." The author was a young man hellbent on utilizing his American idealism in Italy, until a very astute and insightful neighbor befriends him and begins to assist him in his journey of discovery. As the author reconnects with his heritage and his family, long forgotten by his American relatives, he begins t… Continue