In a place unspoken ( for you who are broken)

Are you utterly bruised and broken
Totally lost in a place unspoken
Frozen inside some other time
Where you are the victim of a terrible crime ...?

Have you been  stuck in the motion of feeling it
That giving up on your pierced and aching spirit
You cannot even begin to  stretch or rise up
Because of what was inside your crippling cup?

No one ever really seems to "get you"
Or what you have been made to go through
Many are saying that they are  wanting  to
But cannot get past all of their judgments of you?

You must be therefore your very first savior
And push off the false ones who would allure
Promising you the answers to everything
But not  really in the mood for listening....

So now it is time for you to give into some crying
Letting go of  all that you have been so carefully denying
The words and the screams and the many yesterdays
That have kept you inside of so many of life's delays

         Healing comes with saying it's real, it happened.  and 
it's okay to cry ..  because your spirit..your mind.. your heart
was put through a terrible imprisonment and now.. you are letting
yourself  and them go free...






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Last night's storm

All around the winds were blowing
Lightning flashes were freely flowing
Sounds of thunder filled the air
Weather warnings were everywhere

Pouring rains and funnel clouds
Stalling travelers, stalling crowds
But the colors bright with  rain
Were like ointment soothing pain...

Now the creatures romp and play
Splashing through the puddly way
Gone the thunder gone the storm
All is well this Sunday morn...

Everything's speaking

Breezeless the morning is opening up the day
A few lingering clouds pass along the way
Quiet and sparkling the green grassy field
Hums its own melody: sweet sounds it does yield.

Dancing with lightness the suns sparkling rays
Wisp across flowers and offer God praise
Warming the universe and ruling the sky
The bright star of morning is in you and I....

Fluttering and floating the bright butterfly
Speaks to us of secrets that escape human eye:
"Before I was crawling and now I can fly
You  can be different if you're willing to try.."

Listen to the creatures, the flowers,the trees
Hear all the secrets inside of the breeze
Everything's speaking and telling us how
We can be happy: even right now...

The thunder...

Dark are the clouds that are hovering around
They are releasing the ominous sound
Though they are frightening:terrifying in size
These darkened nebulae are  blessing the skies.

Shaking the earth and charging the air
Flashes of lightning are here and they're there
Creating the ambient and frightening the eye
Thunder clouds are covering our view of the sky..

To the artist, the poet, the creatively inclined
This weather is so dreary but can also unwind
The energies, the music the wording sublime
So listen to it inwardly and let it be rhyme...

Remnants of those hurtful days

Though I am healing the remnants of those hurtful days
Creep into my hours and disrupt me in my peaceful ways
Sometimes the most innocent can become the most triggering
Unleashing those moments of the most traumatic configuring..

Even when I am in the cruise mode and nothing is bothering
Something will remind me of that yesterday so haunting
So I must reconnect then to those times once so  terrible
Until the good angels reach out and heal the irreparable

Breathing through spirit mode I am healing my mind today
Something has happened to bring back that old yesterday
Unable to explain it to someone who haven't gone through it
I leave this one flashback to the gazing Great Spirit

Whatever the weather...

In all of this hotness I am finding some refreshment
For deep down in my spirit is this intimate arrangement
Tapping into the depths of this everlasting sweetness
I can walk through this nonsense and all of this heatness

Yes it is summer and the temperatures are climbing
The temptation to become lazy is challenging my rhyming
But it will not be hindering me or leading me to  laziness
I will keep on with my writing despite all of this craziness

Can you not hear it that deep river flowing
Challenging and inviting and ready for our knowing
Taste of its waters and refreshed you will always be
Even in the temperatures that are soaring  beyond ninety-three

In every situation and in all kinds of weather
We have it within us the tools to un-tether
The shackles, the  bindings that keep us depressing
We are not meant to be victims of this spirit that's pressing

(c) joy pachowicz 2015 ... no poems can be used or copied without permission of this blog write ..thank you for understanding..

My backyard...

In my backyard a paradise is what I can see
A little bit more than a bird and a tree
A forest of pine trees and other kinds too
I have even took notice of a fox passing through

There's beauty and insects and butterflies galore
A sandy sand crawling to create me a floor
A backdrop of blueness with clouds passing by
I take in this vision and am crying out "oh my"

The kitties by windows with sparkling wide eyes
Are always on the look out for some sort of surprise
With windows between them and the great big outdoors
They're hoping their waving will earn them some scores

Each morning's a masterpiece and  a beautiful array
Of colorful splashes initiating the day
I'm happy to see it and wish it could stay
But I must let it go and be off on my way...

(c) joy pachowicz 2015 ... no poems can be used or copied without permission of this blog write ..thank you for understanding...

Just for a moment

Stop for a moment and welcome this newness
See how the sunlight is overtaking  the  darkness
Brightning the universe and glowing without sound
The sun is the energy in everything that is found

Hear it: the whispering, the wind and the breezes
Opening up the morning with the most eloquent thesis
Only the most silent the ones willing to be still
Will hear them, the messages: in  heart and the will

You needn't not hurry up so much in the morning
The beauty, the radiance, will pass without warning
Take but a few ones, some moments to see it
The sparkling of Eternity displayed for your spirit...



Disclaimer All poetry and posts are written by Joy Pachowicz. Any one using a poem or wanting to quote from this blog should first seek permission by author. Permission can be sought by email at joydpachowicz@yahoo.com 888-262-3334

I have finally found it....

I have finally found it: the secret to everything
Inside of the silence it was so deeply echoing
Stopping to see it; pausing the "have to do"
This is the truest happiness: so free and so true

I have finally heard it: the voice of all peacefulness
Apart from th everything and inside of the stillness
Whispering so quietly: yet shouting so loud in me
The Spirit of God and the spirit of serenity ..

Truly I have sought for it for so long outside of me
Inside of the sparkly things and in the actions so promising
inside of the people-ness  and inside of the places
Until I stopped looking, I was losing the graces..

Is it all worth it??

Is it all worth it those tears and those sighs?
Working such hours: is it really so wise?
You're broken, you're beaten, you're totally spent:
You're trying to keep up with the bills and the rent.

Is it all worth it: the status you seek
You gain a few dollars and some mighty sore feet..
Unable to enjoy it:  you're sore to the bone
Wouldn't it be better to get yourself home?

The few extra dollars.. the extra degree
When everything's over what is it you see...
The reflection of tiredness.. the eyes dark and dim
You're worn out and dragging and dreading it within

The acceptance you're seeking:  the hip hip hurrah
Is something so temporal..it's fleeting as straw
Because you're enveloped by exhaustion so deep
When it is all over you'll  be wanting to sleep.

Just because it didn't work before....

Just because it didn't work for you  before
And you have seen too often that open door
Doesn't mean that everything is hopeless and won't last
Give this special moment a chance: let go of the past..

Tears are streaming down your cheeks from yesterday
Memories of hurt and that ever darkened way
Make you wonder if you're worthy or even valuable
You're more than worthy, I want you to hear this if your able

Just because it didn't work for you before
And you have seen too often that open door
Doesn't mean that everything is hopeless and won't last
Give this special moment a chance: let go of the past

Yes you say you've made your many many mistakes
Pushed the enveloped and were caught up in unlawful stakes
But this is not the final description of your life:
One who gave up in the midst of turmoil and strife..

Just because it didn't work for you before
And you have seen too often that open door
Doesn't mean that everything is hopeless and won't last
Give this special moment a chance: let go of the past

Did deep inside you to a time before you stumbled along
To a happy place where you remembered singing a song
To playful moments when you felt that deep inner peace
Grab hold of them and let them have again a sweet release

Just because it didn't work for you before
And you have seen too often that open door
Doesn't mean that everything is hopeless and won't last 
Give this special moment a chance: let go of the past

Stay strong,stay strong

It's so very  very easy to feel like all you have is pain
When pain is the only thing that is shouting out to you  so loud
It's so easy to shout and say why the hell  do I remain
When you are feeling utterly lonely though surround by a crowd

But stay strong stay strong in what you truly know
There is a brighter day and these  storms will help you grow...

It may seem to you that no one really truly understands
You tell your family and your friends but they only shake their head
You feel your twirled around in so many long and twisted bands
You don't have the energy to get up, you much rather stay in bed

But stay strong, stay strong in what you truly know
There is a brighter day and these storms will help you grow

You feel you've had enough enough of all these terrible days
You close your eyes and wish they would: each one go away
But then you look around and see those warming solar rays
And you get an "aha moment" a vision of the brighter day

So stay strong, stay strong in what you truly know
There is a brighter day and these storms will help you grow

Only you are inside you and only you can truly see
That wounded broken being that has walked around inside
Sometimes you feel your broken and that's how you'll always be
But you and I know different just let that brokenness outside

So stay strong, strong in what you truly know
There is a brighter day and these storms will help you grow

The Everlasting Call

Look up at the beauty stretched across the sky
Listen to the messages sent out to you and I
Riding in the breezes and speaking through the wind
The Eternal and Omnipotent is calling us within

See it in the raindrops and in the blowing breeze
Touch it in the tenderness no one hardly sees
Whispering through the universe and speaking in its turn
Eternity is teaching us, things we need to learn

Count it in the blessings and see it all around
In the loudest thunder clap and in the tiniest sound
Hear it in the Ever-ness and hear it in the all
Everyone's containing it: the everlasting call

Might as well be summer

Slowly the morning crawls into my space
Gently the sunbeams dance upon my face
With the early daylight comes the morning breeze
Summer is upon us everybody sees...

Looking out the window I can see the sky
A gentle stretch of blueness just for you and I
Clouds aren't even present: just the stretch of blue
Something of a predictor of the weather coming through

A golden stream of daylight rests upon the grass
Trees reach up to receive it: there's no need to ask
An entire day of nutrients inside each single ray
Plants and trees and creatures are nurtured for the day

Not all will sleep

Inside the shadows so dark and quiet
The universe is now defiant
Romping and roaming and un-asleep
Inside her creatures who do creep

Whistling and hooting and gnawing away
The various creatures are making a way
To use the hours while others will sleep
Nocturnal beings are readying to leap

Crickets and rodents and fluttering bats
Line up with the owls and the prowling cats
To welcome the evening and shadows of night
Others may be sleeping but night is their light

Before the dawn...

Even before the dawn the cardinal's joyfully singing
Beautifully flowing melodies inside my heart are ringing
Lots of the world is sleeping, the sun hasn't begun to shine
Yet the symphony of the universe is in this heart of mine

The mugginess of the summer has arrived before its time
So I'm struggling for some coolness as I begin my rhyme
I center my soul in silence and enter into the stream
Where quietness and inner beauty pulls poetry from the dream

Inside the world of wonder and the musings so  divine
The temperatures, so distracting,  are silenced by the shine
Of the Eternal props and beings, by guardians along the way
Who welcome me into the vision of the ever unending day

Gentle droplets on the ground

Gentle droplets on the ground;
Hear their pitter patter sound?
Soothing, soaking,  all the earth
Encouraging her in her rebirth..

Droplets like the falling tear:
Silent, quiet, hard to hear
Touching earth and all below
Secret sounds from Heaven's flow

Each one carrying love divine
Rain drops whisper and they shine
Resting quietly without a show
All their reason's in their glow..

Touch them, tast them: all the same
Each one's echoing out a name
Father, Abba, Lord Most High
Names of the Eternal One they cry,,,

These are things "some" parents say...

Little minds and little hearts
Carrying around their broken parts
Mom and dad,..their minds  are closed
While their children's wounds are froze

We were blind, we didn't know
Their brokenness didn't show
These are things "some" parents say
When their wrongs see light of day

Children scream and children cry
And they wander, wondering why
Mom and dad didn't care
Even though they were aware

We were blind, we didn't know
Their brokenness didn't show
These are things "some" parents say
When their wrongs see light of day

When they act like they're from  God
Committing crimes on road they trod
Makes you wonder and makes you say
How can we ever with them pray?

We were blind, we didn't know
Their brokenness didn't show
These are things "some" parents say
When their wrongs see light of day

Made to believe that it's all okay
The wrong endured: that dreadful day
Children walk with wounded minds
And grow up committing the cruelest crimes...

We were blind, we didn't know
Their brokenness didn't show
These are things "some" parents say
When their wrongs see light of day

It's time to right the wrongs of all
Who hurt the littlest ones so small
Giving them sentences they so deserve
Freeing them  only once their time is served

We were blind, we didn't know
Their brokenness didn't show
These are things "some" parents say
When their wrongs see light of day

Cloudy days are beautiful too

Clouds are lingering around today
Trying hard to darken my day
But behind them all I see
The shining sun is warming me..

Drooping low above the ground
Darkened clouds are ready to sound
Not with anger or with greed
But with hope for buried seed

Days of lightning and of cloud
Days of thundering claps so loud
Are the things that help me grow
Says the seed pods down below..

Just like nature: sun and shine
Enter into this life of mine
Giving warmth and thunder claps
Whenever needed: no need to ask..

Good days bad days all the same
Help the walking and the lame
Reach  their potential and their goal
Everything catered for each soul.

But, don't give up...

I feel your brokenness, I see your tears
Pent up frustrations from all those years
Inside those droplets,  inside each one
I hear the song of one undone

But don't give up, stay true to you..
You aren't the cause of what you've been through
There's  better days, a better tomorrow
There'll be a day without any sorrow.

I know you're hurting, I feel your pain
The scars from yesterday,they still remain
You're feeling hopeless, you're feeling down:
You dreams and hopes crushed to the ground..

But don't give up, stay true to you ...
You aren't the cause of what you've been through
There's  a better day,  a better tomorrow
There'll be a day without any sorrow.

So sing out your song to all outside
Let every word undo inside
The past the pain the traumas too
Sing out that song that will heal you..

But don't give up, stay true to you ...
You aren't the cause of what you've been through
There's  a better day,  a better tomorrow
There'll be a day without any sorrow.

Take time to see it...

There is a beauty to be discovered each and every day
In the atoms and the molecules some story they need to say
Riding the roaring waters or floating upon the breeze
Eternity is sending messengers that touch upon the trees

Opening up the morning with its bright and glowing shine
The rising star of morning is touching this heart of mine
Speaking to me of the forever-ness of  lands so far away
This beautiful ball of fire is signalling the start of day.

Throughout the busy whirlwind of the maddening morning rush
Quiet sounds of serenity are dropping their soothing touch
But we with all our busy-ness our have to's and our plans
Aren't able to hold this beauty that is given with Loving Hands.

So would we stop a moment or two to ponder the gifts at hand
Or would we take the time to see the richly decorated land
A masterpiece of beauty that's carrying more than we can see
Is inside of every element and inside of you and  me...

What are we doing now?...

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

There are so many starving ones, who have not enought to eat
While those who are millionaires feast on the richest meat
The warring wandering ones are uprooting the settled in
When will we learn to love when will we love again?

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

The racially charged divide in the many places we see
Are not just a past event, they are still happening
We are the ones who know how much hatred can ignite
The bloody battles of war without a soldier in sight

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

The countries battling over all their boundaries
Have been doing this   for so many centuries
Why can't we down these walls, why can't we get along
These warring rivalries have gone on for way too long

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

So you don't seem to understand these situations here
So you raise up your hand and create a bad atmosphere
The quarreling leads to hate and the hatred leads to fear
The next thing you know my friend we are all arguing here.

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

If someone does not agree with you and your philosophy
You are quick to get rid of them, that is the trend we see
Instead of allowing for the debate and allowing for growth
You will squash the ones who point out what you should loathe

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

So now it is time to love and not a time to hate
It is time to unite, but not a time to aggrevate
We are but one family under one bright blue sky
We were created for love that's why there's a you and I...

What are we doing now? What are we fighting for?
What is the reasoning behind all our constant war?'
We were not made for this. We were not made to hate.
Let us start loving well. Our time is getting late..

So quickly it passes .....

Listen to the opening echos of each second as it passes
Each one is carrying secrets of the countless masses
Sounding the sounds of centuries inside the passing breeze
Inviting the silent listener to hear the mysteries

While all the world is sleeping and everything is still
The subtle signs of nature keep on tapping on the will
To rouse the sleeping subject and to speak inside the heart
Muffling the sounds of morning that give each day its start

Creeping into the shadows of the quickly passing night
The morning star is shining and giving off her light
Shaking the silent sleeper and rousing   the distant dawn
She's merging the preselected into hours so quickly gone

The silence will cry out...

Sometimes we can't see healing when all we feel is hurt
And there's times when we are reeling from the flying dirt
Of those haven't any compassion and are telling us how to be
Without ever taking the  moments to experience our history....

Too many have kept their silences while everything was going down
But once it all became history they started to hang around
Only to make us feel worthless like we hadn't  known any pain
Flashing there so called credentials and making us feel disdain

Some day the truth about everything will come out like light of day
And others will see the sufferings we've known  along the way
The masks and lies of the abusers will suddenly be upon the ground
And those who pretended their ignorance will be challenged by all around..