Category Archives: Motivation

All Night Long (day 2112)

When you worked those sidesteps
My heartsteps
Turned electric
A John Lee Hooker rhythm
Where I swooned for miles
Into your sugar sweet arms
That led me dancing
In-a-roll-a-rhythm
In a step step all night long
Baby, all night long.

Visual Obesity (day 2108)

Intended
But definitely obscure
Paddling
Blistering
Stretching
Rolling
Breath bellows
Visual obesity
Languid exertion
Solace
Be thy home.

Friendly Girl (day 2105)

What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.

No, not one to judge racially
Not one to define boundaries
Not one to mistreat, mistrust
I share in this mighty earth
Respecting green miracle of growth
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys all the seeds that I sow.

What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.

Looking back it’s not easy
Had my heart on the line
Had too many unwritten songs
Yet nothing’ll stop me
My drive is what makes me
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys going for a ride.

What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.

Calling (day 2096)

This is my calling
Run through the forest
Trails along the way
Lead me home, sometimes.

Forage some berries
Discover a toadstool
Help a little frog
Along its merry way.

Some paths grow narrow
Hardly able to walk
A step on a branch
Scares the whole flock.

And then open up
To a wide open meadow
Dig up some roots
Soil to my soul.

This is my calling
Deep winter bark
Roots on my threshold
Home in the end.

Alexis Francelicoix (day 2082)

No, it is not thy cause
It is exactly thy momentum
Of this beating heart
That fluctuates between
Hunger and pain
Life and death
Wet and dry
These contrasts to live indeed!
That keep flowing forth
Such delicate evolutions
Of thy soul and mind
And push me, ever more.

Wide Eyes Ready (day 2074)

Tomorrow, when I go for a walk
It’s not going to be just a regular walk
Through trails I’m familiar with
No
I’m going to turn a new corner
Into a world I’ve never seen,
Parts only open to wide eyes
Like these eyes will be
Tomorrow, when I go for a walk.

And if it should come
To the end I never expected there to be
I will sit down upon any stump I should see
With my wide eyes ready
For what they once could not see
And I will pray to the Gods
Should they be listening to me
For one sweet moment
To ponder
If I have been set free
And if it should come.

Eagle’s Low (day 2068)

My eagle has been flying low
A message near me now
Healing in my soldier row
Many years of rules below
Wings are taking me up slow
Up, up, flying low
I hear a cry upon ocean’s brow
Take me river, take me so
I’ll never be mother’s sorrow.

Eagle's Low by Ned Tobin

Straightening (day 2067)

I hope
I dream
I run
I stumble
Falling
Breaking
Scaring
I dust
I tie
I sew
I straighten
Flying
Soaring
Climbing
I stop
I listen
I realize
I’ve ignored
My hopes
Starting
Again

Inner Visions (day 2062)

There is a light
Vibrating
That I have taken
To playing with,
Watching and helping
Shadows cast
Shapes upon visions
Left to the past.

Existential Haiku (day 2060)

Would the loss of your voice
Inspire you
To speak?

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