The ending
A myriard of emotion
Distancing
Confusion
So much noise
Friendships tested
Acquaintances…lost
True friends…few
Non judging
Balanced
Loving
It is time
New adventures
Beckoning
The beginning, anew
Pete Ibbertson 23 July 2012
In the context of:
“to give a different position, course, or direction”.
It’s been a few weeks encompassing many changes…had my first appointment with the trans clinic…really positive experience. Psyche appointment a week tomorrow , then all going well start transitioning shortly thereafter.
Spent the last week packing, storing and finally cleaning…moved into Kombi…
The past couple of years has been an interesting journey…going from a modest income to barely making ends meet…the way in which you view money changes; you adapt as the alternative…well I’ve been there too.
Today I posted a fair few poems I’ve written in 2012 & a few more to come that I wrote last year…many were a personal exercise working through past events & emotions. I’ve grown considerably in the past 2.5 years…emotionally mature…I handle events / issues differently now to how I would / did back in the day. My heart though remains open…ready to love fearlessly again…I’d like to believe that I’ve learnt some important lessons along the way… that I won’t make the mistakes of the past or perhaps it would be better to describe it as “fools rush in”…pft who am I kidding!
It is definitely harder I think as you get older to meet people…and to meet I mean physically…that’s one lesson I have learnt…don’t throw myself in before that point…I’m no different in person as to how I believe I project myself online via here or FB or other social platforms.
I don’t know what other changes may be coming…I do however trust that the Universe is working for me…not against me.
Forward ever forward…
The beginning was bright,
fun, a connection
of souls reacquainting
Love grew in friendship
strong, thinking unbreakable
Deeply personal moments
shared…pain and love
Too close one got
Jealousy and possessiveness
Poisoned the friendship
with thoughtless comments
Forgiven many times
A New Year…a new page
A final act of stupidity
A step too far
…and I watch my friend walking away
Pete Ibbertson 9 January 2013
“You did it again, didn’t You?
When will you ever learn…
You open yourself up to crash
You just launch without looking
Not taking the time
To consider what really is
“Love fearlessly” you say
Foolish Heart”
Pete Ibbertson 7 December 2012
Your pain is palatable
Felt from afar so strong
Physical ache
Heaviness of chest
A silent witness
Wanting to reach out
Swallowing my words
It’s all left unsaid
A shadow stalker
Soul mates we are
That is a truth
No one and nothing
Will change that
It will always be
A silent witness
Words unspoken
Emotion felt
From miles apart
Volume is loud
Pete Ibbertson 27 November 2012
On the edge…
cold…heavy…suffocating
Enveloping from within, choking me
It creeps…moments so fast
Other times it barely rises
On the edge of darkness
…holding at bay
It gorges my energy…
Levels low…escape…how?
My wings clipped
Feathers falling
I struggle to rise
As the black invades my mind
Pete Ibbertson 23 November 2012
Bile in the pit of my stomach rises
That “knowing” feeling
Of unspoken words
Lurges upwards…then drops
Why does that phrase feel FATAL
What was before….real…imagined?
Much was real…the rest…my dream
Falling for the possibilities
Stepping back…not letting go
Perspective…necessary
Friendship forged & strong
Will weather the changes
Those words…I love you
Bittersweet
Pete Ibbertson 22 November 2012
To temper the ache
I must find a way
Time will past
The ache will stay
Unfamiliar territory
Emotions strong
Heart ache is real
Resolution; perhaps
For I am damned
Mind, body & soul
Until that time
Walking away; never
To see it through
To know
Means being damned
Acceptance of ache
Pushing on
Pete Ibbertson 6 November 2012
The archer’s bow
Extended alight
Burns hot
Stead fast & bright
Strength within
Knows no bounds
My soul however
Requires calm resolve
There you stand
Quietly watching
Cooling, wet
You soothe Me
Your music flows
As does your stream
Monitoring My heat
It is in your servitude
If you have the desire
The devotion
Allowing My flame
Close in Our passion
Without dousing the fire
Without burning you dry
For passion envelopes Us
Fire & Water
Two elements; opposites
Souls in fusion
Steam rising
Never dying
Pete Ibbertson 23 October 2012
Delicate
Yet an inner strength
Radiates
Shoulders, arms, hands & fingers
So fine, refined
I watch as your long fingers
Seemingly float over the keys
The curves of your back
Your breathing given away
You know I am watching
My gaze penetrates
I listen as you play
The same notes
The chords a clue
The subtle cues
I know your body
Our language
You are mine
Pete Ibbertson 20 October 2012
Omdanne...transformation 