pARTkinson

finding beauty in the off times

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As the light fades from one side And the dark progresses to seize I refuse to submit to surrender For I see brilliant beams of hope On the other side

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Those who are brightest know being on top requires support from different sources, unified in their vision of synchronized forward shift

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Blurring The Lines

Orange lights progress to dim

when inevitable blue furtively slips in

Shake it up! Mix the two

For riches green will then ensue

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Exploded Sacral

light starts with shadows

and ends with a silver string 

connecting new light

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The ugliest colors have all the fun mixing, mingling & colliding into brand new colors, while poor gold, remains frozen in solitary confinement.  

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I'm a woman, a partner, a parent, a friend, a daughter, a sister, an artist

who

struts, loves, mentors, laughs, supports, leaps

beyond the challenges you give me

female, gay, parkinson, human

layered

symphonically

together we will shine through the dark

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So goodbye yellow brick road

where dreams hug my body with home

For I’ve finally decided my future thrives

inside the real shove of unknown

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We celebrate light, dim or bright, colored or white.

And for all those absent, synapses singing silent night 

We shall shine brighter, louder, longer, until the holes are overshadowed.

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The weight of my future is heavy today as I leave my 30s. I am grateful for everything in my now that brings dancing light into cruel dark chasms of my brain.

My family who always provide a foundation to fall softly on;

My friends, the exceptional ones, who keep me laughing and care when I stop;

To art and wine and music and dancing. For giving me a home where I feel most me. 

And to Parkie, for making me work hard and fight for anything that is worth anything. 

I think I’ll let these candles blow themselves out…

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My shaky hands lift shadows from all ahead of me. I can choose to stand frozen with fear, or shift forward, above, onward, anywhere, except in the hollow hell of those shadows...

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My hand failed me in my pursuit to shoot summer's long, kiss goodnight.

But with shaky fortitude, I discovered a fiery passion bleeding its way through my lens, begging me to see the art gifted in the dark moments when the dopamine disappeared.

Blessed be me who chooses to see.