Insistendo

Fortissimo jolts
Staccato throbs
Arpeggio up and down spine
Plucking raw nerves
Pizzicato sting 
Crescendo... agony... supine
Sforzando piano
Accelerando to Coda
Adagio Di capo... Why?


© Ronda R. Scott-Marak
27 March 2008

"... It Goes In and Out"

Plenty of people with whom I agree I neither like nor respect.
The people I do like and/or respect I accept for those things about them I enjoy.

I don't live in an echo chamber surrounded by the reverb of all like minds.
There is generally something one can find to appreciate about people...
Sometimes it requires more effort than I am able to expend...
still, in most instances, I try.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 28 June 2014

"This Door Swings both Ways"

Yes, we want to be with those that agree with us.
But if one never hears anything other than our own echo
or see only our own reflection
how do we ever learn, grow, or teach?


Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 27 June 2014

Droplets and Grains of Sand

Fear is opportunistic

Certainty is fragile

Doubt is an advancing wave...

Crashing, sending out spray;

Tendrils of worry, spreading, then absorbing onshore.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak

©  26 June 2014

I am pretty sure it isn't "Five Feet of Heaven in a Ponytail"

What is love?
Is it a chemical reaction?
An illusionary sensation caused by pheromones, sight, sound, fragrance, thought?
Is it unknown wish fulfilment triggered by cruel fate?
Is the sensation in our "hearts" or in our heads?
Is it impulse or obsession, pleasure or pain, strength or weakness?
At any level do we have control? Can we ever decide to just Not?
To cease feeling, choose numbness, decide to think rather than dream?
How do our senses choose so wrongly?
Why do our "hearts" feel it's right when our brains know the signals are wrong...
Won't stop believing in the shadow radar...
Won't admit the blips that speed the heartbeats are delusion.
Can we live not knowing, survive without feeling, escape the blessing, or the curse of humanity?
Should we try to stop wondering why?
Is the belief in the dream all that love is?
Does it matter?

Ronda R. Scott-Marak 
© 19 June 2014

Entreaty

Oh Please, Please, Please
Please make it happen
Let this go my way
May this person heal, get better, live
Just let things go well this time and
I will do better next time, be a better person, never do it again
I Promise

We all pray for something whether we believe or not
We make deals with ourselves, pledges to the indefinite
Covenants with the Unknown
We all need to hope for Better
Have faith in the World, Ourselves, Chance
Without prayer, there is no Hope
Without Hope, we just exist
The Spirit is within us
Our Choices, Our Actions
Our Heart and Our Will


Ronda R. Scott-Marak
©13 November 2013

Multi-Colour

I am so tired of black and white, blue and red, bluster and fury, incendiary, name-calling absolutes.

My world is grey and purple, informed and reasoned. I believe in passionate logic, not explosive rhetoric. 

I believe in facts before conspiracy, humanity before selfish gain.

I am the other. I do not march in step or conform to anyone's labels.

I do not want to adhere to stereotypes, I hate to accept the finality of them, even when they're proven true.

Open your eyes to find the truths. Sometimes the only way to find them is in the reflection of the lies. 

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 21 June 2014

Happy?

Happiness comes one smile, one hug, one laugh at a time as well.

It's the spaces in-between,
the rest notes,
that brings the darkness or the light.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 21 June 2014

Context

Never turn down information;
if you don't agree with it,
you can always use it later to debunk fallacies.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak

© 21 June 2014

Beginnings

The world changes daily and we inhabitants must find our way down new paths, around new obstacles,
and viewing new reflections every moment.

Our plans may be constant 

but our lives are ever in flux leaving end results a mystery.

Our options are infinite.

 Every choice made or rejected impacts
everything else in chain reactions. 

Ronda R. Scott-Marak

© 19 June 2014