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Oct 06 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXX

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Up on the Roof

Rain on the Roof

The sound

of rain on the roof

reminded her

that she needed to hurry.

It wouldn’t do

to be stuck

out here alone

in the storm.

She remembered

the days of isolation…

of deprivation…

of loneliness…

those days

when the roof would leak

and the fire wouldn’t

put out enough heat

to warm

even her hands…

those days

when turning

to her neighbors

was not possible

because they universally

detested her difference.

Now they voiced

acceptance of her

and would let her visit

when the storms came.

But they still

didn’t understand

who she was

or what it meant

to be her.

They would open

their doors

during a storm,

but they still

wouldn’t help fix

the damn roof.

She was still different.

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March, 1998.

Oct 05 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXIX

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Grasping

Not exactly courage

From my old life I dangled

entangled in the lives

and expectations of others

unable to break free

or maybe too afraid

to seek emancipation

fiercely clutching the shreds

of what I thought was dignity

but it was a fiction

preferred by everyone

even though I strangled

mangled emotionally

dying inside from lying without

suspended in shame

until I lost my grip

I landed on my feet.

Many don’t.

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 11, 2006

Oct 03 2009

Friday Philosophy: No, we don’t tolerate bigotry

By Robyn in Philosophy

On a better day, I probably wouldn’t write this, but workers have spent the last three weeks showing up at 7am to renovate the downstairs apartment and I am sleep deprived. And there is no appearance that more than one person as showed up at Muse in the Morning for the past two days, so screw it.

I mentioned the title to some people earlier today. buhdydharma commented,

Tough thesis to prove!

I responded,

Probably should say “shouldn’t”…

…but the “we” needs to be expanded upon.

Reading on may offer an explanation.

Oct 02 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXVIII

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Bleeding

Bleeding the Colors

I have bled blood red

Three decades later than

I would have liked,

aided by a surgeon’s knife,

but I have bled blood red.

I’ve bled before,

just not that color.

It’s the shade

I was missing

in my world.

I’ve bled the sickly yellow of fear

and the desolate blue of sadness,

the empty grey of loneliness

and the worn out brown of long years

of waiting.

I’ve bled the bluish purple of pain

and the emerald green of envy,

the dark scarlet of anger

and the all-consuming black

of depression.

I’ve bled the purplegreengold

sparkles in my vision

as I fell asleep

to dream of a life that

I couldn’t live.

I’ve bled the tarnished silverpink

of a love that I thought

was real but was

an illusion/delusion

and abusive and wrong.

I’ve bled the dusky rainbows

of confusion and turmoil

and the toxic hues

of insanity and dis-ease

and death.

I’ve bled the colors

until they ceased existing

and I would have joined them,

but I finally bled

the blood red of life.

I’ve bled red twice now

and the colors are back,

sharp and crisp

and bright and airy

and joyful.

I’ve bled red twice now

and the colors are real,

and they don’t need me

to bleed them,

for I have bled blood red.

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March, 1995

Oct 01 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXVII

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Question

The Questions

When people ask me

“Who are you?”

I answer honestly

“I am me.”

When they ask

“What are you?”

I say “An individual, one,

And I am whole.”

When I’m asked

“Which are you?”

I know that others decide

that for themselves.

When I hear

“Why are you?”

The why is not important

“Because I am.”

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February, 1995

Sep 30 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXVI

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Mouth

The Mind’s Mouth

After the eyes

look inward

the voice must

speak outward

Introspection begets conception

Reflection instigates creation

The soul must speak

its truth

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 6, 2006

Sep 29 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXV

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Song

I Sing a Song

I sing a song of sadness

Of broken dreams and fear

I sing a song of pain

Of hopelessness and gloom

I sing a song of changes

Of remembrance and rebirth

I sing a song of life

Of exploration and growth

I sing a song of gladness

Of discovery and wonder

I sing a song of joy

Of acceptance and peace

I sing a song

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–October, 1994

Sep 28 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXIV

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Obstacles

Friends Along the Way

I started out on this

road all alone

Fear and Pain

my only companions

I wondered if

I would lose myself

The road seemed dark

and fraught with peril

Til I found I had

Friends along the way

As the road wound

through hard terrain

I sometimes doubted

my ability to go on

But I fought back

the Fear

and worked through

the Pain

with the help of my

Friends along the way

As time passed by

the road ascended

Obstacles less frequent

but harder to pass

And at times

I needed the

places of refuge

respite and care

offered to me by

Friends along the way

I’ve come to the crest

of the mountain

I’ve climbed

As I look down below

I see all of the

barriers crossed

the challenges I met

and the lessons I learned

I will never forget those

Friends along the way

What lies over

the top of the road

There is no

way of knowing

But deep in my heart

From the depths

of my soul

I know that I’ll have

The company of my

Friends from along the way

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–July, 1994

Sep 27 2009

Café Discovery: Into the mind of the artist

By Robyn in Art, Teaching

I should have spent yesterday afternoon grading Java programs, or perhaps preparing some files to show my Tuesday night class how to better use the animation capabilities of Director 11. But it was only Saturday and procrastination is what it is, so I decided to put that off until today. So I created a graphic. As I am wont to do, I saved often along the way, so I actually created a whole series of graphics.