Ohana (For Dr. Earl Bakken)

by Twinkle VanFleet

Twinkle VanFleet 2015 Bakken Invitation Award Honoree_1

Front and back

He validated the spirit
And it’s heart
And restored the breath
Of a nearing depart

Acknowledging the path
And it’s hope
Diversity rising
It’s a slippery slope

Catching the reason
Determination and light
In giving to others
The fire and flight

for…

Life, love, and empathy
We have to discuss
Drowning
Counting
On all of us

7, 8, 9
Losing time
Sharing
Your paradigm

Break down,
Nothing on me
Fight and fall,
Nope pain can’t stop she

Crazy, maybe, perception
Not really though
Trinity, affinity
Visions and missions to lead for

She’s rising,
They know she(‘s) flying
As above, so below
The gift of devising

Got you
Got us
Got me
superfluous

Honi; spirit and power
The honoring art
Ha; the breath of life
A spiritual kiss of the hearts

Who could have known
It wasn’t alone
Ohana means family
Family is home.

For Dr. Earl Bakken, Medtronic Philanthropy, #LiveOnGiveOn

With love and admiration on behalf of myself and #iPain  www.powerofpain.org

Mahalo

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Ohana means family. Family means no one left behind… or forgotten.

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Wake Up

Wake Up!

By Twinkle VanFleet

 

 Wake Up by Twinkle VanFleet

You don’t have to go there

 

Leave behind the bondage of someone else’s sin

 

You’re stronger than all you seemed

 

Be your own conscience, redeemed.

 

 

 

Wake up, wake up

 

 

 

Never met Angel, never met Molly,

 

Never headed toward the main line

 

Glanced over at the snow,

 

Wash broke so many lives.- 

 

 

 

Rising above the influence,

 

In crowds that made it seem

 

It’s okay to indulge,

 

Be accepted into the cream.

 

 

 

Redik, no trip, 

 

nevah needed the shit

 

Didn’t have to go there

 

Throw down, omit.

 

 

 

A little lick, no trick

 

Imagery and fuse

 

Before you miss the point 

 

This is my nikkah ass muse.

 

 

 

Pressure to the hopeless,

 

The ones left behind,

 

In a world full of chaos

 

Pain and loss entwined.

 

 

 

star-dust, where the go?

 

Ball, Bomber, chasing the grams

 

Crashing hard, heading for the Q 

 

Reaching for the Bamb Bambs.

 

 

 

Wake up, wake up,

 

Popping pills, La glass, got to go fast

 

Better not go there

 

They got your name on blast

 

 

 

Comin’ down, losing yourself,

 

Remember who you are

 

You make you or break you,

 

Come back from afar. 

 

 

 

Never had to meet Angel,

 

Never went looking for Molly,

 

Didn’t travel down that main line

 

No time for dimes just a few rhymes.

 

 

 

No mistake in walking the shoes

 

Of someone else, nothing to lose

 

All was gained, no regrets

 

I got this shit on reset

 

 

 

Let the devil’s catch the fade

 

With your own will power

 

Because only we control

 

Our final hour

 

 

 

Drug abuse, misuse, alcohol, wild hearts judged

 

No one got backbone, until they be grudged.

 

 

 

Wake up, wake up

 

You’re stronger than your worse dream

 

Love yourself first and last,

 

Be absolute and pristine.

 

 

I got you!

 

 

Wake up. 

 

©2014 Twinkle VanFleet. All Rights Reserved. Copyright Laws and Regulations of the United States http://www.copyright.gov/title17/

 

This piece is most likely controversial. There is much imagery in it. It’s written from the point of multiple views.  

 

It is dedicated to all those who struggle with addiction and all those who’ve come up on the other side despite the ‘tragedies’ of life. It does not reflect personal addiction, but rather understanding from multiple sources. Slightly edited from the original. 

Collaborative consideration open for discussion.

Any judgement for this piece will only make me prouder of it. #StrongerThanPain #Ohana