Violeta Altmann

Category: Poetry

  • Felicia

    Felicia

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    I love fresh starts and new beginnings,And for that my heart is giddy with excitement for you. Your gravitational pull is powerful,as your core is dense with Love,empathy, generosity and faith. You create galaxies on your path.Movement, action, service define you,Bright and clear. You would and could not stand stillBusy blessing, serving, soothing, encouraging.What a…

  • Spiral

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    I catch myself obsessing over efficiencyCarrying in my mind plans and ideasI do it because it pays offMost often In my exhausted stateI only rev my engineBut make no progress Occasionally I recognize the frettingAs anxious thoughtsLike a bad dreamWhen I am lucid enoughTo recognize that this is not reality I have never had a…

  • Silent

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    I have danced an exhausting routine of wordsWisdom impartedCorrection and gentle nudgingWe have prayed and I have preachedI always had an answer and an explanationReading between the lines to what the question actually wasAnd kept one step aheadAnticipating needs knowing intuitively what they needAs I knew what they already knew themselves. Until one Sunday disagreement…

  • Attachment

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    I have successfully fulfilled this essential needs for our kids.For 8 years respectively 5 years.Availability, guidance and connection. I was easily accessibleI could read between the linesAlways mediating, always there. Serving, feeding,Nourishing the mind and the body. As of late I felt more and more used.A punching bagA dumpsite for unpleasant emotions I feel the…

  • Unity

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    When we thought things couldn’t not get any worseThey become dystopian. Rusia and USA are negotiating peaceTrying to push the European UnionAnd its leaders on the bring of ditching the weakas an offering for peace We ought to stay unitedI pray for leader with integrity and wisdomNot motivated by greedTo speak the truth and not…

  • ski vacation

    ski vacation

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    Blinding lightGrey majestic peaksShivering snow. Powdery and perfect.Smiles through big blue tinted ski gogglesI can feel the adrenalineThe silence and camaraderieThe tiredness at the end of the dayThe sheer splendor of the mountains. My heart achesas I see these gorgeous viewonly in pictures. Is it jealousy?Is it self pity? I can only recognize the winter…

  • Daughters

    Daughters

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    Today’s poems (in Brian’s Bible study of the book of Mark) inspired me. I never questioned my identity as a daughter. My father couldn’t hide his pride in us, to the nourishment of our soul (and the slight frustration of my humble mom).I felt loved and seen and delighted in. As I adopted two daughters,…

  • Finding love

    Finding love

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    Because perfectionism kills we strive to be good enough. Good enough parents, good enough spouses, good enough employees, good enough daughters and sons. But don’t mistake good enough for settling, for lowering the bar.  Right before I met my husband I thought I might never marry because I was determined to not settle. A bit…

  • Being an author – International book day

    Being an author – International book day

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    Last week Conrad was invited to talk about being an author, how he started, what it entails, and how do authors make money. It was money week at the International school.  Today is international book day and I was invited to Jackie’s class to share about my experience as a book author.  This class loves…

  • Practiced skills

    Practiced skills

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    I can bring myself to solve complicated math problems, from whatever state of mind. Even if I just woke up, or I am hungry or concerned or sleepy. I have had the practice of focusing my attention and doing what needs to be done.  But I can’t write on demand. I studied science not creative…

  • Invisible

    Invisible

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    As a kid I was invisible to most adults. Except for the few adults that mattered.  So I felt seen and safe. Growing up rather tall Seemed contrary to my nature  Height makes you more easily seen  Low expectations is my favorite starting point No disappointment No pressure Then life happened. A lot of good life. And…

  • Forewarned

    Forewarned

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    How does my experience or lack there of, fit in this conversation. I study lamentations and in the beginning of the book, Israel is compared to a desolate woman, a woman who undergoes a sexual assault.  Lamentations 1:10  The enemy has laid his handover all her precious things; for she has seen [pagan] nations entering into her…