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Journey Tree

Journey Tree

 

The dream is never

Complete

My soul only sits a moment content

 Basking in the glow of my current achievement

 

Another branch of the journey tree has already begun a new bud

A new dream, some may say

 

However

Is it a new dream or is it just another bud

Another branch of the same dream

The one I dreamt even before entering my mother’s womb

Another lifetime maybe…

 

And

 Will my dream be complete when my physical body passes from this world?

 

I believe even then I will see a new branch

A new bud

I will sit content, happy and full of joy for what I have achieved

In that moment, in that world

 

Then will I begin a new dream?

Or

Will I just grow a new branch?

Grow a new bud

 

On my Journey Tree

 

Roberta Joehle

 

Cocoon

Cocoon

 

Thoughts rush through my head

But!

Still I can find nothing to say

 

What am I afraid of?

Is it that others may think what I have to say?

Is not of any importance

 

Do I need to be wrapped?

In a comfortable blanket of approval

 

Am I still afraid?

Afraid of failure

Afraid of being disappointed

Afraid of disapproval

 

Are my thoughts kept locked inside?

By my fears

 

I feel like a caterpillar in its cocoon

Waiting…Waiting…Waiting

To emerge

A beautiful Butterfly

 

Roberta Joehle

Questions
Questions

It was a small cafe where I observed this couple a few feet away
They were in what looked like an intense conversation
I was wondering what is it their saying
Is he asking her such things as
How was your day?
Do you enjoy your job?
What are your goals?
Your looking very sexy today!!
How do you see your future...Our future?
Do you ever think about what it might be like?
Or how it might have been?
My thoughts were quickly interrupted by a more important question.
Is he really listening?
Is he really hearing her thoughts and answers?
Are they really complete....
Patience I remembered
Trust why is it so hard
Teach me

Roberta Petersen
 



GEMS

Is a gem

The diamond in a ring
The woman who can cook
The man who can listen
Or
The pearl from the ocean

There are many gems a person may receive
Only one rings true to me......

The gem that is kept deep inside where no one else can reach
Protected by many..... in forms
Of
Anger
Shyness
Lust and need

This part sits in the very center of your soul

The greatest gift I can give or receive
is that part that no one else has received
The part from the very center
It's the energy that surrounds
And
protects our heart and soul

Only this will bridge us together
Not the gem in a ring or the pearl from the ocean
but the energy that no one else can receive
It has to be given and then there will be no other needs

That is really the only gem that is important to me


Roberta Petersen
 


OUR MOUNTAIN



Our mountain is very steep
with many winding paths
Just like the path to our Souls

The mysteries behind each step that allows us to find what's ahead
Increases the passion in our bodies and tempo of our hearts

FEAR increases our need to stay on the hidden paths
TRUST gives us the strength to peek around the corner's
and almost touch the path that will lead us beyond the hidden….

LOVE is what gives us the strength to follow this path and reveal the beauty and light at the end of
our paths

LOVE, TRUST
and the
Understanding of what causes
FEAR

allows us to stand at the top of our mountain
And Soar

WITH THIS OUR SOULS ARE UNITED

 


THIS IS OUR LOVE


Our love will stand beyond this world
Our love will fill the sky with light
So even the day will shine with the stars of the night

We will face our fears with the strength
of a dragon and his fire will burn them out
The only thing left will be the ashes that turn to our bright lights inside
The light that makes our hearts shine

Love your sweetheart
Reberta
 


OURS


Sweetie what is your dream one you hold closet to your heart?
To swim with the dolphins

Why?

They are so beautiful and calming
They are my friends

Do I need to share this dream with you?

No, but why do you ask ...what is it that scares you my love...

The ocean floor and their size, besides what if they don't like me

Why would they not like you
You are beautiful

Have you noticed how graceful they glide through the ocean waves
Yes
Why would something with that much beauty and grace want to hurt you

Yes I see sweetheart ... nothing that beautiful could
Now can I share in this dream and make it ours


Roberta Petersen

 



BEAT OF THE DRUM


Your heart beats like a drum inside my soul
Our souls dance united like the grace of a waltz
But most of all our love is complete and continues to grow
Only to spread like the heat of the sun and touch the souls that watch
Like the lines of a circle which never end neither will my love

All my love sweetheart
Reberta




YOUR HUG'S


I love hugs
big hugs, small hugs
most of all are your hugs


Roberta Petersen



FROG PRINCE


Accept me for who I am
I will accept you for who you are
to you my frog prince we may seem far apart
but in my world we are closer than ever.


Roberta Petersen

  
Hugs Why ??



Hugs can be great but sometimes
misread

Hugs are not only for just before you go to bed, but for whenever the
need is there
You see the need in our faces, and in the way the body calls out

Hugs are seen on many a teddy bear
Why teddy? you ask
Well... they don't ask for anything in return
and your secrets are safe

Hugs can be full of love, friendship and passion
Which is the best?
Well... teddy can only answer that !!!

So whisper in my ear dear friend and teddy
What is the secret to the
hug ???


Roberta Petersen
 


A Small Voice


A Small Voice
is
like the wind, that guides our sails across the water

The strength of that voice, our ability to hear it

will guide us across the waves of the storm, that rides within our souls

With this our dreams will become our reality


Roberta Joehle

 

WHAT IF ???

If time and talent were of no concern...what would life look like?

Peaceful and full of life
I would be sitting by the ocean, watching the sunrise
Going to school for what I want, not what would get me further in life
I would look foreword to mornings, because there would be no pressure from others
Just what I think and believe would matter, this of course would include my sweetheart

My dreams would be achievable, instead of just dreams
Anger would be okay without guilt from within
The past would have no effect only what's today

The simple things in life would be accepted like I accept them
Others would not judge
I myself and others would see me and themselves from within
Not from what we surround ourselves with

Love would be abundant
Because
There would be nothing to measure or judge

There would be only what is within, our own
minds
hearts
and
souls

Roberta Joehle
 

ICE CREAM


Your lips taste like honey they set my heart beating like a circle of drums
Experiencing your love is like eating a bowl of ice cream slowly
I never know what wonderful taste is waiting for me in each spoonful
It satisfies the longing in my soul
like
Ice cream satisfies my craving for that sweet taste of goodness
Most of all it is the fire I see in your heart and taste for adventure
That helps bring the child inside of me out to play
This is a wonderful gift
Thank you sweetheart for giving it....

Love your wife
Roberta Joehle


Warrior

Warrior fighter of broken dreams
He will not slay the dragon
but
faces his strength with love
Eye through eye they combine their strength
and repair the broken dreams
United they become one
The dragons fire
The warriors love
as one
Make our dreams beautiful
and unlocks the secrets to the
Universe

Roberta Joehle

 


Just a Thought

A thought positive
or
negative

A feeling wanted
or
unwanted

May be fed by others but
Can only be created through you

Focus on those thoughts
and they will soon become your reality...

Face them without fear
Believe in what you know inside yourself
And those thoughts, feelings
Will pass with the softness of a feather
Untouched and Uncaptured

Your thoughts and beliefs from the heart is all that will be left...
Leaving your heart open
Only
To the positive

Thoughts and Feelings



Roberta Joehle
 


Thank You


Thank you for your smile
and that look..
You know the one
It says
You can do anything my love !!!

Thank you for your hugs
the
small ones
large ones
and
yes, even the squeeze me until I can't breath ones

They all say I love you
That is enough to be thankful for...

Thank you for just being you
letting me... just be me
Thank you for sharing your heart
your soul
and
especially
your love

Thank You

Your wife
Roberta Joehle...I love you Pooh Bear
 

SHOULD I

Should I write this poem
Should I wash the floors
Should I...
Should I....
Should I answer my should's

My heart says go play.... Dance amongst the flowers that bloom
Sing with the birds
Listen to what it is you want...

Be still...
Listen
Listen to your soul
Listen to your heart
What are they saying?

Is It

What is this word should
Where did it come from
Does it comes from your soul
Does it bring your heart joy
Is it full of love?

Shhhh.....
Listen to your heart....what is it saying??
I want to wash the floors
I want to write this poem
I want....
I want to answer my wants...

Now I am full of love
and life has brought me joy....


Roberta Joehle

 



Night Keepers


Ever wonder who those figures are in the night sky’s
The face in it's clouds
The stars shape of a spoon

Why?

The clouds resemble a soft comfy bed
and
large fluffy pillow, in which we could lay our heads

Some, would say
they are Keepers of the night
and where our dreams begin...

I believe the beauty of the night is held in the soft feathers of a dove
Our dreams are held like her young until the fear of flight is removed
Lift your wings
Release our dreams
So life may begin....


Roberta Joehle

 


May First
Our Special Day



Heart Mountain represents the strength of our future
Heart Creek the continuous flow of respect and love
Their uniting comes natural, like the uniting of our souls
Both individual yet one

Just as
Heart Mountain supports the Flow of Heart Creek
and
Heart Creek supports the growth of Heart Mountain
Both
Respecting and Giving each what is needed for their continuous growth


In smooth waters and crazy rapids
I will also Respect and support you
Allowing the flow of growth to evolve natural
Allowing the strength of our love to grow with each day



ALL my love and Respect
Your Wife
Roberta


  
Direction

Direction is like the wind
It changes often
Is it because ones task is complete and another must begin
Like the wind that spreads pollen, to create the beauty of nature
Does ours change to complete and spread
The beauty in our lives

Should we ask how the wind chooses it's direction
Or do we just follow it, like the trees that blow with it
If we do... will our direction be that which creates beauty...
Yes
It will be whatever, we believe it to be
Just like the wind chooses it's direction
We also chose ours


Roberta Joehle

 

 

AM I

 

 

You told me leave myself NAKED, to show my fears

Yet. now I appear less brave

Maybe even Vulnerable

AM I

I believe it is the bravest thing yet

Revealing myself

Opening my soul, to the one I cherish most

Taking a chance, he will be proud and not disappointed or angry

Because once when I needed to hide behind false faces

I appeared brave this was easy...play it safe

Do only things that you’re sure of

Never attempt a new adventure

After all the face of fear will show through

Then What?

Will he run?

Will his face reveal disappointment?

Will I lose him?

Some, may see my open soul as a weakness

so, should I hide that again, show only strength and bravery

NO because

I see STRENGTH, I see BRAVERY

I see a person with LESS FEAR

Why, because she was willing

To show her fear

To face them

And eventually destroy them !!

I may seem weak now, but beware my love

Remember the bravest thing I did

Was reveal my love, open my soul

and

Give Myself

 

Roberta Joehle

 

 

 

 

WHAT’S THAT I HEAR

 

The fire is crackling

My kitty is purring

Our small door swings open, in comes Rudy

" Our Dog "

I look outside and my sweetie is busy

Very busy

Playing in the yard

Mmmmmm, what’s that smell?

Oh yes now I remember

I just baked a pie

Apple pie, apple pies my favorite

My paints are on the desk

The canvas on a stand

My paintbrush is almost in my hand

But

There is something in the background

What is that I hear?

Ringggg, Ringggg, Ringggg

Hello, can I help you

Sure no problem

I will transfer you

Now Where Was I

Roberta Joehle

 

 

 

 

Forgotten Dance

 

Where have all the dances gone

Has the beat of the raindrops stopped?

I wonder

Will we dance?

To the beat of waves against our boat

Will you be Happy?

 

ROBERTA JOEHLE

 

 

Listening With Our Hearts

 

 

Patience, Understanding

Abundance of Forgiveness

Creates a Connection

Between

Dreams and Reality

The strings attached to our dreams

When fine tuned

Will Create

One complete and beautiful Instrument

Becoming One

And

Creating the beauty

We want

To

See.. Hear..Feel

And

Experience

 

Roberta Joehle

 

 

MIS-JUDGED

I misjudged

Feelings were touched

I was careless again

You were hurt

Anger was shown, words were spoke

I felt less then what I really am...

Should we forget the moments before, the tenderness and love?

Should we forget I have shown my adoration and pride?

Because you were angry and hurt back

Should I forget you’ve shown your love?

Why? Must so many hours be lost in distance, sadness and tears?

Because, I have shown some imperfections

I Live To Share

Our love

Our shortcomings

And, all that we are

I would never dream of hurting you, putting distance between us

But, it seems I have

And for that I am ashamed

For that I am sad

For that I am Sorry...

I can forgive, because I ask myself

Am I perfect??

I know I am not

Is anybody

 

Roberta Joehle

 

 

 

You

 

 Your eyes tempt me with their sultry look

Your curls are as soft as those sulky sweet lips

But most of all

You’re burning unpredictable moments

Keeps my soul alive

 

Hearing your new ideas

Hearing your dreams

Seeing them come alive in you

Even before they become a reality

Keeps the joy in me living

And helps me

Dream with you

 

 

Roberta Joehle

 

  

Confinement

 

Dew resting on frail petals

Every drop descends, set free

Why can't that drop be me?

Buds flower in open fields

Dove's glide on the wind's fingertips

Cries for air escapes my lips

Trees may lean in fierce winds

Willows though crack and bend

Will inner tumult ever end?

Fire flames falter in closed spaces

Banish aminous locked doors, you'll see

Life's spark ignite inside of me

 

Amy Petersen

February 1995

 

 

 

Your Strength

 

Your strength is my strength

Your sadness my sadness

Although we could not know the entirety of your burden

We felt it’s strength in our hearts and carried it with us

I ask you now to relieve yourself of your burden

I will relieve myself of mine

Now

We may listen to the music play

Watch the flowers bloom

And

Dance the dance of a free spirit

Now

We are all at peace

Sleep Well Mom

Enjoy your freedom

 

We

Love You

Birdie

(Roberta)

 

 

 

WILL SHE

 

A man lies in the bed

A bubbling sound can be heard from the plastic tubing trailing to his nose

A women sits in the rigid chair reading her book

Thoughts running through her head

Asking

Is this how it will be?

Will she be?

Surrounded by dull colored walls

Stale smells of death and chattering people

Will she feel her life is complete?

Her dreams fulfilled

And

There is nothing more to be done

Will she be able to let go?

Of the dull colored walls, chattering people and

The bubbling sounds of the tubes attached to her nose

When the time comes

Will she feel?

The grass between her toes

And smell the flowers that grow around her feet

Will she smile with satisfaction?

And

Let go too begin her dance in the clouds

Will she be satisfied with what she has left behind?

In the hearts of the people she loves

Or

Will she be like the man, who lies in the bed?

While she sits in the chair reading her book

Will she be like the woman we buried a few short weeks ago?

Will she be her parent’s?

Will she be full of regrets?

No, I don’t believe

I will

 

 

Roberta Joehle

  

 

Tough to Be Me

 

To be me is tough

I feel

I think

I cry

I laugh

I get angry

But most of all I care

Maybe I care too much

I care about my Husband

I care about our children

His and mine

This includes the pets

Roody, Wacko and Tigger

I care about my sisters, brothers and friends

I care about me

How much I work and the kind of job I do

Most of all I just care

I don’t always do it right

But then I don’t always do it wrong either

It is hard to keep feelings quite

To tell them not to surface

Please don’t make trouble feelings

Stay where you are

Especially angry feelings

Sad feelings

Not you happy feelings

You can come out

Because you they understand

You they accept

Because

You rarely make trouble

Oh yes feelings

They are tough to live with

Tough to control

And yes tough to hide

Patience it will take

From me

From you

Love it will take

From me to you

From you to me

With this we will succeed

And then it will no longer to be tough to be me

Or tough to be you

Roberta Joehle

 

 

Masks

 

Hidden beneath our souls

Questions never answered

Thoughts not heard

Feelings masked with sarcasm, laughter

And even silence

Dreams that only touch the surface

Never quite making our reality

Why?

Are we afraid that there won't be another dream?

We've achieved this one, will there be nothing more for us to reach for

Don't worry the challenge has only begun!

Hanging onto our dreams

That's the really challenge

We will need to open our hearts

Reveal what lies inside

Deep within our souls

Unmask those feelings

Hear our thoughts

And listen

Shhh..

Yes that's it

Now you hear my thoughts

And I hear yours

We feel what the other feels

Our souls are one

We will protect them

We will now be able to keep our dreams

And live them

 

 Roberta Joehle

 

 

The Reasons I Married You

 

Your smile, lights up my soul

Your hugs, are given with love

Your ideas are unique, just like you

Your lips when they touch mine melt me like a bowl of ice cream

They do that even when I look at them….

You make the best homemade bread, mmmmm smell it now

You serve tea or coffee to me in bed practically every morning

I love to watch you play video games

And imagine what a special little boy you must have been

I love your curly brown hair

And big green eyes

Both make it hard to not give in to whatever you may want

Which is never very much

Maybe a little chocolate or two

You may worry a little too much and forget that you always come through

Just another thing I love about you….

Another thing I love is you are no longer one person but two

Me and you

Thank you for letting me into your life

 

Love your wife

Your friend

Roberta

 The Wings Peace

The Wings of Peace

 

I will learn to let go of this grief

And give it wings of its own

Wings of Joy instead of Sadness

Wings of No Regret

I will release the power it has on me

And give it the freedom of Choice

The choice to Heal

The choice of Forgiveness

And

The choice of Joy instead of Sadness

I choose to let go of the Grief, Quilt and Sadness

I choose to give it wings of its own

Wings of only Joy and Freedom

Roberta Joehle

 

 BRAVO

 

 

BRAVO !

Brave Soul

 

Bravo!

Put away the faces of fear and doubt

And embrace the blessings given

Embrace the light

That leads you to your dreams

Embrace your dreams with faith

Trust’

And

Love’

Its time to embrace your life

And

Live it!

For today

Your dreams are achieved

Bravo!

Brave soul

Bravo!

 

Roberta Joehle

 A Bad Day

A Bad Day

 

Oh…to hide behind

The darkness of shades

To feel the emptiness within my being

What do I need to find the rot that eats away at my roots?

And keeps my rose from blooming

Have I not faced many fears and slain them with my sword

Filled them with love from my heart

Was this not suppose to cleanse my blood of the evil within

Why instead does it flow with the sickness of cancer?

Within the marrow so deep

Why has my work been rewarded with more fears to face?

Instead of the lightness of burdens released

They say look on the bright side

It’s only Chronic Leukemia

You may still have many years to live

This is the bright side?

Each day, each night, each year

To know someday it may get worse

Each day my body feeds on this sickness

How soon will the tests come?

When will I need to be fed by others?

Each day the people I love will ask in their minds

How long does she have?

So this is the bright side

Lucky ME…

 

Roberta Joehle

Today not Tomorrow

Today not Tomorrow

To dream it

To think it

To believe it

To live it, breathe it and experience it

Is creating it

Is making it a part of you

In these things it exists and therefore it also exists in you

It is now a part of your world

It is your dream

Your reality

You’re today

For no one knows if tomorrow exists

That is why we live today

And each day thereafter

Just as today

For today not tomorrow

 

Roberta Joehle