Unplug the Circuit

My heart, like a flashing neon sign
From birth, calling to those, far and wide
They take their places in line
To freely take what is mine.

Line up, line up, I proclaim!
Whether out of pain or learned behavior
I forsake myself to the brink of shame
Forgetting that only I can be my savior.

Unplug the circuit, dim the lights
Darkness to guide the way
Shadows fuel the fire inside
Teaching the heart  to stow away.

Be a student,  with silence as the teacher
Allow it to do all the talking
An avid motivational speaker
For those with the patience to listen.

Allow the peace to flow in and around
All that my heart is anxiously awaiting
Harness the reticence that flows down
Funnel it into my potential for greatness

By Kyra Faith Jackman
5/15/2014

Invisibility

Oh, invisible me
Could I slip through the cracks
Even disappear into the atmosphere

Or could I slip inside
Your beautiful mind
And reside there

But, for the fear of not being accepted
Or the scalding truth of being rejected

No map to lead the way
For your voice reverberates
The music my heart wants to play
If only I could scale these prison gates

If only I could tear down the walls
And escape from inside
These sterile, vacant halls
I could be visible and alive

By Kyra Faith Jackman
4/15/2014 @ 2:20pm

Uninhibited Beauty

There sits a pine tree
Off in the distance
It doesn't experience
Loneliness,  heartache or hopelessness.

It grows and breaks
In the wind, it shakes
It lies dormant for a time, cheating death
Storing nutrients, in preparation for a strong comeback.

It does not strive for perfection
No boundaries, limitations or expectations
It simply reaches for the sky without abandon
Water, Earth and Sun, a recipe to dazzle the imagination.

By Kyra Faith

April 8, 2014 2:45pm

Nurture & Feed Your Soul

Nurture and feed your soul
Each day
As it hungers
To grow strong
and soar
and it will.


This drawing was completed by me on May 16, 2010 and accompanies the poem to express the notion that all souls need constant fuel and nurturing to experience growth which causes evolution in the heart and mind.

Sunflower Fields Shall Reveal

Is it even real
Telling you only half of what I feel?
Holding back for your gain,
Burying the sadness and the pain.

Are we really friends
If I don't know where to begin?
Do you really care
That I am gasping for air?

I am standing in the shadows
Of those sunflowers in the meadow,
Dreaming that you will look for me there.
I am cold and lonely, lost and bare.

I am desperately searching my mind for a place
That isn't filled with longing or disgrace.
How did I get here in a flash,
If it was not built to last?

Why should it have to be discarded?
Only fools take the role of the broken hearted.
Why did you lead me to the sunflower fields
Only for the empty truth to be revealed?

By Kyra Faith
November 21,2006

Standing Still . . . Awakened!

A follow up to my last post, this is another composition of mine from that same period in November of 2002 when I was experiencing some serious changes in myself, in my perspective from the inside out.

Standing Still . . . Awakened!

Time passed and I stood still,
waiting for the world to offer itself,
waiting for the fruits of my labor to be offered up
as reward for hardships,
as payment overdue
for pain and suffering,
for years, for tears, for heartache
as if it was owed to me,
as if it was written in some contract
of life, of parent to child,
of friend to friend, of sibling to sibling . . .
a contract, written by me for myself.

No other is responsible
for bringing the fruits to the table,
for bringing the fruits to me,
for bringing me to the fruits
that are offered by the world,
waiting to be selected and tasted,
devoured, enjoyed, savored
for each and every bite offers
a sample of sweet, sour, bitter,
rough in texture,
filling me whole and leaving behind
a taste of sweet, a bit of sour,
bitterness on the tongue
that lingers awhile
offering gifts
for my senses
to be awakened,
awakened day after day.

Clearing Away The Clutter

Here is a piece that I completed in November of 2002. After some life changing experiences during a trip to California that month, I did a lot of writing. I will certainly share more of this writing in the future as it reflects the evolution that took place in me during that time.

Clearing Away The Clutter

Clearing away the clutter
who imagined it could have such an effect?
To be able to think more clearly,
feel more deeply,
be reunited with your senses, as if,
having met them for the first time.
Breathing much more easily,
seeing much further than before,
observing so many little details
of which I had not even been aware.
The details shine brightly.
It amazes me
that I could have lived without
the depth of feeling.
The details seem to be as necessary as
the air in my lungs
in allowing the blood
to continue to flow.

The world is grand,
the variables are many.
It is an ocean great and fierce,
so beautiful and scary,
so deep and wide,
so full and so lonely,
so blue with many shades of grey,
so vast and yet boxed in.
Turning each way to face yet another wall
to break through.
Oh, what splendor, to break through.
For something new, fresh and awesome awaits
to bring life to something inside
waiting to awaken
with splendor, with awe, full of wonder.

No matter the timing,
there is no preparation to be made.
For, these wonders come and surprise
even the most skilled seekers of life.
It is not in breath that we live,
not in a day or a moment that we live.
It is in wonder that we dance, that we live
full, whole and in awe of the dance, the life, the gift.