Flock of Loons #Poetry #Photography #DianaMarySharpton w/ #BobDylan "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" #URMyLov

"Canary Yellow" by Diana Mary Sharpton

Introduction: ​“You’ll learn, as you get older, that rules are made to be broken. Be bold enough to live life on your terms, and never, ever apologize for it. Go against the grain, refuse to conform, take the road less traveled instead of the well-beaten path. Laugh in the face of adversity, and leap before you look. Dance as though EVERYBODY is watching. March to the beat of your own drummer. And stubbornly refuse to fit in.” 
― Mandy Hale

Can't seem to get this song out of my head, I heard it on the way home last Friday. I plan on retiring soon... or let's say not soon enough. Waiting for my paperwork to show-up. We all go through times that are hard, easy and happy.

God bless me to make it to that happy point... even though it may be hard. The below poem is an internal struggle, I went through a few years ago. The good news is that this battle has become less and less each day. Isn't that something!

I recently moved to a small one bedroom and my children stayed in my old apartment. The complex did us a solid and painted both units and laid new carpet. I just love both apartments. The amazing things is that the battle my son and I were in has vanished. He loves me now! I am blessed... yes indeed.

I love the color of cobalt blue; however I am going to add to this list candy apple red, jet black, soft grey and canary yellow with the brilliance of them all dancing in my new apartment for me to enjoy every minute of the day.

Yes, I can now walk around in my skin, wash clothes when I want, make noise, food lasts a week, no dishes in the sink and there are quiet moments when needed... This move has been an amazing lift to my outlook and mood. Don't get me wrong, I love my kids and miss them, but they needed for me to move out...lol!

Flock of Loons
by Diana Mary Sharpton
Churning thoughts drift as insignificant balloons, 
Springing upward into flight,
As a flock of sultry loons
Suddenly! Ear-piercing, there’s a CLASH,
Breaking tranquility, 
A complete sound botch, 
As birds airlift from the distant loch
Reminiscence, it’s all so pristine, 
As a fresh dewy morning, 
Crisp, green and serene
Yes, I crossed the traverse today, 
And faced a demon or two, along my way, 
There’s no hiding from time, 
It slams the soul in discomfort, 
Slowly crawling up between nerve and spine

One thing doesn’t change, 
It’s life’s impression, 
Washing down my face, 
Dictating pace,
And clocking my next sensation or taste

I looked in the mirror, today 
Bewildered, I would say
Instead of me, I saw you 
Wondering who it was looking so cool
I knew you but you looked through me, 
Seeing nothing relevant, 
Just a vastness, encompassing the deep blue sea, 
The difference felt little frightening too! An awkwardness, see,
Because, I had found consolation without your soul in me

What would I do? To merge the two! 
NOW and THEN, 
Split apart by sadness, loss, denial, revenge and sin, 
It’s just NOW, so I opened the reflection and let you in, 
Touched by this commotion,
You reconciled to NOW and I to THEN 
© Copyright by Diana Mary Sharpton  2013-2019


"Knockin' On Heaven's Door"
(from "Pat Garrett & Billy The Kid" soundtrack)

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
References: Lyrics https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bobdylan/knockinonheavensdoor.html
Sugar you have touched my soul, my heart and my mind... I love every inch of you...