Stephen John Kalinich

 

Foto by L. K. Thayer

Inspiration
never leaves us
where it finds us.

Tenderness and listening
are essential
for the creative act to occur.
This is what i believe-
Tortured souls
pass through our lives ;
and they can drag us down
if we are not aware
or alert.
We all get caught up in events
and circumstances
and we get swept into things.
There is no time for breath..
each day is a miracle of sorts
and definitely life is a gift.
Calmness is the seed
from which creativity springs for me
and stillness is the flower
and out of this
Oceans of inner waters
a feeling arrives
an impulse to share
to bring something forth
into the world.
A child of sorts an Art
no one can do it for us
but I find
the more one opens up to Grace
that all is a gift
the more one can create works
and live lives
that reach out
and touch others.
Cold icy nights in Europe
awakened my spirit
for a brief span of time.
Casual relationships
come and go
but true friendship
that turns into love
or that is love
lasts as long
as being lasts
We can not be to cautious
because if we are too guarded
we miss life
repel new expression
and experience
only to fall flat
on our face again
doing is the way
to learn for me.
I mountain climbed in New Zealand
did Rock sculpture in Japan
collaborated on paintings in UK
and Holland
and wrote my poems
on Canvas for charity
Each country
each city
a unique adventure
and a time
for quiet reflection
alone in my rooms
where ever I was.
…many different beds,

The fact
that I am still alive
is a miracle.
Sometimes i just like to sit
and think
be at peace
goodness is  attractive
in someone a way to be
a path that is not selfless..
help arrives from somewhere
and though we are alone
we are not alone
in some strange way..
We are trapped
in our own consciousness
and the only way
we ever break out
is through Art
or love
and more through living
and being love
than anything.
This is what I live for.
I am not after life
but I am after living.
Love to you
talking about
getting carried away …
sleep is what i need!!!
Wisdom is  a treasure
and it comes from experience
when we look at the experience
and find the lesson
or the lesson reveals itself.
We are complex
magnificent
selfish
and sometimes selfless creatures
here on this planet
and yes we are still blossoming
in our own unique ways
but we have to water the plant .
We probably are complete
even though we feel
we are not
and life is letting go
of what is not essential
and chipping away the stone
around the sculpture
alone
or with someone special..
someone you trust
and care about
that brings out your highest
and best self
that does not make you
ugly or sour.
I agree with the philosophy
if ones believe in oneself
one is on the right road.
Every outward journey
is a journey
towards the self
a line
from one of my poems.
When the dust settles
life is glorious
most of the time
it feels awful
beyond description
when we lose a loved one
only the quiet comforts
at other times
we complicate it
by too much wanting
our own way
and not following the grace.
Wisdom comes in small doses
nothing is forgotten
each memory is forever
each dance a testament
that we still are life
with all its challenges
and pitfalls..
Only the  striving must cease
and we must become quiet
for the true self to emerge
through the chaos
and perplexity.
Under the rock
there is a diamond
we have to polish it
and the diamond is us
each unique
when we find our own voice
it reveals itself to us
forward happens
we can not stop it…
dominion is our birthright
all is
only as real
as we make it
the thoughts we give power to
can shape
and sculpt our lives.
Blaming is a street
not to travel.
Let those who have wronged us go
and let our resentment go too.
Songs of the self
pour out of us
when our hearts sing
all is in the way
the notes are brought to life
and sound.
Now it is time for breakfast.

Stephen John Kalinich

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010

(Note: Stephen will be reading at Elderberries

with “The Jazz Poets Social Club”

Sunday November 7th

with poets

Bill Duke, Michael C Ford, Susan Hayden & L. K. Thayer)

 

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7 comments

  1. lkthayer · October 30, 2010

    “Now it is time for breakfast”
    Stevie, I love finding these jewels in my emails
    how lucky I am to have you as a friend
    and share your richness with others. Exquisite!

  2. stevie · October 30, 2010

    How fortunate I am to know LK THayer Bill Duke Michael C.Ford
    Doug ,Eve John D,John F Sue Hayden al the poets in your group
    SA Jill and all i forgot t mention.I am grateful to be alive
    Love
    Stevie

  3. John DiFusco · October 30, 2010

    Beautiful. Thanks and Blessed Be.

  4. stevie · October 30, 2010

    when the words come through you

    get out of the way
    when the flood comes
    harness its energy and aim for the target
    the infinite dances and hides itself
    in the finite
    we are fragile creature
    and yet the substance we are made of
    is a billions years old
    comes from galaxies and stars
    now vanished
    what a miracle aliveness is
    lets try to make it right.
    Peace
    Stevie

    • lkthayer · October 30, 2010

      Thank you Stevie!!! Bless you, love you! Lisa 🙂

  5. Susan Hayden · October 30, 2010

    Speaking to my soul, you are, as from day one ..

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