TRULY FREE

If it came in bright packages,
wrapped in sparkles and bows,
or found upon a special shelf
in my favorite department store,
the lines might be so very long,
extending to the street;
but they wouldn't
catch my eye half as fast,
or mean a thing to me,
as what captures my heart
and transports my soul
and found quite easily.

For love doesn't come
in packages wrapped up
in glitter and gold,
and I can't be wooed
with love songs
I hear on the radio.

But give me a sunrise
on a morning in spring,
or a flower opening up
as the morning begins.



Give me the sound
of dragonflies' wings
glistening in the sun
on a bright summer's day.



Give me an adventure
to experience each day,
something to make
my own heart sing
or take my breath away.



These are the things
that mean love to me.
And as much as they try
to wrap it in bows,
and sell it in the stores
and so many places I go,
the best things in life,
and there's wisdom
in those words,
the best things in life
are the ones truly free.

(c) bak 3-29-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for "Blogging For Fun."

Thanks always for your visits and comments
which are always such an encouragement.


Wishing you a wonderful day and week ahead.

~barb~

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STEP BY STEP

Many steps have I taken
to get to where I am,
the little ones
and big ones,
the small ones
and tall.
I've gone this way
and that way
and it's taken a long time,
a very long time
to get here,
one step at a time,
as fast as I could go.

But one thing I've learned
along this path called Life,
the biggest obstacle
to getting here is Myself.
So these days I try,
I try very hard
to move out of my own way,
to jump aside and away
from the things that might
keep me locked up inside,
away from the things
that I might want to hide.

And stepping
out of the darkness
and into the light,
I move on toward tomorrow
and thankful for today.
I reach for the future;
I reach for the sky
where there are no limits
to what I can do,
nothing in my way.
And at the end of the day,
I can very confidently say
I look forward
to looking forward,
continuing to take it
little by little,
and one step at a time.



(c) bak 3-27-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Magic Monday"

and Legacy Writers "Friday Byways."

Link to Byways. 

Friday Byways With Barbara K ( Public Group )

Inviting all to join and participate.  New theme remains up through Thursday evening . . . . Thanks to all who have posted pieces and participated over the past 17 weeks or so. 

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INTO THE WIND

As clouds in the sky

on a springtime day,

billows of cotton

floating in the sky,

my imagination captured

and transported away

by sheets of white linen

waving in the breeze

on this sunny day.

And as the sheets

hang out on the line,

flapping back and forth

in the stiff breeze

on this blue-sky sunny day,

I am the captain

of my own sailing ship

that crosses the seven seas

from here to beyond.

And as the breezes of March

fill up my sails today,

I sail toward the west

toward the horizon's far edge

and adventures untold,

thrills and excitement

for the brave and the bold.

(c) bak 3-27-11

barbara kausteklis

Written for Legacy Writers II

"Sunny Sunday With Spirit Free/

On the Line."

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    "Untitled" by Divine

ACROSS A PAINTED SKY

Sweeping across
the blue of the sky,
a painted canvas of springtime
catching my eye,
wildflowered meadows
grace the meadows,
in that magical place
where I always want to be,
where the sun warms my heart
as winter takes its leave.

And between what I see
and the horizon's far edge,
I reach for the rainbows
that speak softly to me
as they arch across the sky
after the showers of this day
while I savor these moments
and marvel at the brushstrokes
across this painted sky.

(c) bak 3-27-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "A Simple Sunday."
Artist -- Divine.

http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/542498116

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and precious comments.

Wishing you a most peaceful day
and week ahead.

~barb~

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FROM LINE TO LINE

The words I read each day
from early morn,
before the sun begins to shine,
'till late at night,
when the moon is bright,
dance across the page
in front of me,
sometimes balancing
upon each line
as they tiptoe
or pirouette across.
Sometimes they race
across the line
with blinding speed,
with deafening sound,
leaving me spent
by the end of the line,
my emotions with them
turned quite upside down.
Sometimes they're gentle,
a simple lullaby
and rock me to sleep,
a welcome respite
from the chaos of life.

And occasionally
I'll add a few myself,
some words to the lines
across the page
and dance with them
from beginning to end
as together
we find our way
from one line
to the next.

(c) bak 3-26-11

barbara kausteklis 

Written for "Legacy Writers II "

Sunny Sunday With Spirit Free."

Sunny Sunday with Spirit Free ( Public Group )

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THE SWEETEST SOUND

Love's sweet song

caressing the strings,

the sound of music 

floating upon the darkness

and into the night,

somber melodies 

born of broken dreams

and tragedy,

of sadness, 

of grief

overpowering her heart,

of love lost 

and found again,

from the depth of her soul

her violin sings.

And as the fullness of the moon

travels across a cloudless sky,

the mournful song of her violin

rises from the ashes

of what came before,

as broken no more,

the sweetest sound

rises into the night

upon the wind

from the violin strings,

and dances again,

the sweet melodies, 

within the magical glow

of a midnight moon.

(c) bak 3-26-11

barbara kausteklis  

Written for Legacy Writers II "Sonnet's Saturday Sound/Music of the Night."

Sonnet's Saturday Sound

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IN THE AFTERNOON SUN

On a day as the Spring

has just begun and 

the sun is simply 

refusing to shine,

I need a smile,

something to lift my heart

and I know where to go,

just what will do the trick.

So I search for my friend

on a spring afternoon

when the sun is subdued

and the skies rather gray.

It takes quite a while,

I must say,

before I see  him as 

he comes out to play.

But my heart skips a beat

as out of the corner of my eye

I finally spy him,

so small and up so high

for a wee one such as he,

against the gray of the sky.

But I can finally see him,

squinting to see him

as he flits about

from blossom to blossom

as he sips sweet nectar

from each little cup

each golden one 

just a little bit sweeter 

than the one before.

And he surveys the scene,

stopping every once in a while

to look down at me 

for the briefest while

though sometimes so very

difficult to see.

And finally when the clouds have moved aside

the feathers of my tiny winged friend

shimmer and shine in the afternoon glow

of the springtime sun as he glistens

and brings another smile to my heart

as I treasure these moments

and delight in the day

which when it began

was oh, so very gray,

but now as the sun 

has begun to shine

a smile returns 

to my face

and my heart.

(c) bak 3-25-11

barbara kausteklis  

Written for Legacy Writer's "Friday Byways With Barbara K,

a group which I host every week

(posted on Thursday evenings)

and which is open now (and always open).

This week's new theme ("A Spring-Has-Sprung Byway") runs through next Thursday evening.  

Inviting all to stop by and read the precious poetry posted in the forum and to share with us when you have a moment.  

The link will take you there.  

Friday Byways With Barbara K

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LUNA'S SPRING MELODY

On this morning 

as Spring begins to sing 

her golden melody,

 pastels and colors bright,

it is the moon that greets

my day in the sweet moments

 before the sun appears 

and the birds begin to sing.

Lingering low enough

to catch my eye

in the western sky of dawn,

it is her voice I hear

as she bids farewell 

until tonight when again

she will rise from from 

behind the eastern

snow-covered peaks

in her always glorious way,

so very close she seems,

as she begins her journey

across the nighttime sky.

And as she rises into the night

I will hear her voice once more,

velvet-toned midnight melodies

and precious lullabies, 

as she cradles my heart

and comforts my soul

until we meet once more 

as morning begins

to unfold into the day

when I once more awaken 

to greet the dawn

and Luna says goodbye

'till I see her again.

(c) bak 3-24-11

barbara kausteklis

Written for Legacy Writers II 

"Mad Tea Party" and

Flexwriters "Wednesdays Muse/

What the Moon Speaks to Me."

Mad Tea Party

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