Showing posts with label Douglas Brent Smith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Douglas Brent Smith. Show all posts
Calls to Action
Values evolve over time. If values are ever true, they refine without denying what once was. They grow. They distill. They find ways to self-generate the results they aspire to.
Here are some values I've refined into calls to action. I don't just agree with them, I expect to do them. To show them. To act on them. Sometimes it goes well, and often I fall short. The journey is a long one, so keep going.
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Here are some values I've refined into calls to action. I don't just agree with them, I expect to do them. To show them. To act on them. Sometimes it goes well, and often I fall short. The journey is a long one, so keep going.
Here are my current calls to action:
- Be your best
- Stay curious
- Turn toward all offers (bids) to start
- Challenge yourself
- Reach out with compassion
- Expand your possibilities
- Appreciate
- Play nice, work hard, stay smart
- Learn constantly
What are your values? What are your calls to action?
-- doug smith
Drawing: Where To Begin?
(c) 2006, douglas brent smith
from Creative Play, p.203, Douglas Brent Smith, (c) 2006
Don't Miss It
When we walk away from the hard work of love we miss what it was all about.
-- douglas brent smith
-- douglas brent smith
Quote: Knowledge
Just because I know something doesn't mean that it's true. Especially if I've known it a long time.
-- Doug Smith
Quote: Understanding Love
I don't need to understand love in order to love. And, believe me, I do not understand love.
-- Douglas Brent Smith
Song: Blue Before You Got Here
i was blue before you got here -- i'll be down after you leave
it's deeper than you understand, recognize or believe
when you're sad you could be crying - when love is dying you've got to grieve
and i was blue before you got here - and i'll be blue after you leave
i was blue before you got here -- you didn't change a thing
you had no lasting happiness available to bring
there is no lovers' island no blissful wedding ring
and i was blue before you got here -- you didn't change a thing
you warned me that you didn't care
but how could that be true?
thru endless conversations
i felt so close to you
you told me "don't start dreaming
nothing good could last"
and when you got tired of me
you put me in your past
but i was blue before you got here, you didn't pull me down
no matter how good it felt -- having you around
it hurts more than it did before, when i thought that we'd be found
but i was blue before you got here, you just kind of kept me down
(c) 2017 douglas brent smith
poem: that dream
it's a foolish wish
to say may all your dreams
come true
what about
the bridges disappearing in
perspective? what about
the endless chases? the public nakedness?
the lack of words? the demons hiding
insecurities in playful sacks of sorrow?
let me pick my dream to live
that sweet happy ending dream of us
together hand in hand and always smiling
let me pick that time you looked at me
from across the room with a knowing
smile that spoke more love than you could
say, or contain (or, sadly, sustain) but
leave that part out (the sadness in your smile
of unbeatable fate) and let me
live that dream of
you smiling
at me and
happy.
(c) 2017 douglas brent smith
to say may all your dreams
come true
what about
the bridges disappearing in
perspective? what about
the endless chases? the public nakedness?
the lack of words? the demons hiding
insecurities in playful sacks of sorrow?
let me pick my dream to live
that sweet happy ending dream of us
together hand in hand and always smiling
let me pick that time you looked at me
from across the room with a knowing
smile that spoke more love than you could
say, or contain (or, sadly, sustain) but
leave that part out (the sadness in your smile
of unbeatable fate) and let me
live that dream of
you smiling
at me and
happy.
(c) 2017 douglas brent smith
song: every sad song
every sad song
you might get the blues but you’ve still got to choose
no one else can walk in your shoes
your promises stood until they fell
your life felt like heaven but who can tell?
the worst thing’s the best thing that can’t stand its ground
the way up’s the break ups the heart hits the ground
every sad song sounds like
something ending
every sad song sounds like
something bending too far
so here we are, so here we are
every sad song stuck in our hearts
every sad song sounds like
something ending
every sad song sounds like
something bending too far
so here we are…
(c) 2015 douglas brent smith
from the album "etcetera" by douglas brent smith
poem: i wonder about you
i wonder about you
wondering about me, how
you might imagine this
changed by a kiss
or feel the pull
of something more whole
our gravity keeps crashing
but that's no reason
to cash it in
i wonder about you
all. the. time.
(c) 2017 douglas brent smith
Poem: hole / under
she doesn't understand
my depression
hell,
i don't understand my
depression
do you understand
my depression?
does anyone understand
any
depression?
you grip you hold you bear you
breathe
and lurking with no trace of
humor
ready to pull relentlessly yet
teasingly provocative invitingly
suspenseful (oh my what is
this about maybe just LOOK at
it a little bit)
a little
is too much to digest
at once at all
i don't understand why she
doesn't understand isn't this
her kiss?
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(c) douglas brent smith
my depression
hell,
i don't understand my
depression
do you understand
my depression?
does anyone understand
any
depression?
you grip you hold you bear you
breathe
and lurking with no trace of
humor
ready to pull relentlessly yet
teasingly provocative invitingly
suspenseful (oh my what is
this about maybe just LOOK at
it a little bit)
a little
is too much to digest
at once at all
i don't understand why she
doesn't understand isn't this
her kiss?
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(c) douglas brent smith
your island
there is an island for you
more than any dream
toes in the clean warm white sand
turquoise water rushing in gently
singing softly your name
there is an island for you
satisfying and free
cabana boy bringing drinks
olga massaging your neck
whenever you call
there is an island for you
apart and above the fray of everyday
laughter touching souls
hearts sparking love with every moment
accepting, friendly, relaxed
let me be your island
your terms your time your touch
and i will hold your hand
watch the waves, and smile right there beside you
sharing our very best adventures ever.
-- douglas brent smith
Indulgence #1
Photograph: douglas brent smith (c) 2016
You may use this photo to your hearts delight.
you let go
inside me
given to you
a gift you
refused, to scare me to
scar me to drop me
over that cliff, that curb
wanting to touch you to kiss you
to giggle in the sand
but
you let go of my hand
and oh oh oh you had warned me
the storm would be rough
and wow did you signal
it would not be enough
and crap did it happen
i chased without fear
but ghostlike in vapor
desire disappeared
and so like a dark fog
neglected to stand
you held and then fell and
let go of my hand
(c) 2016 douglas brent smith
Tissue Orange Juice
Random still life and current mood.
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| photo by douglas brent smith |
Ok to use this photo. Please notate it: photo by douglas brent smith, 2016.
you were there
created 12 march 2012 reality plunges into the murky pools of the mind. it doesn't matter what anyone was thinking because it was fun while it lasted.
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you may use this image for non-commercial purposes. please cite it as follows:collage: you were there (c) 2016 douglas brent smith
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