katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling, women

The trouble with time

shallow focus of clear hourglass

Her hand in mine.
A tender smile graced my lips.
Her breath, laboured.
I wished for peace.

A lifetime of moments
cresting on a nation’s birthday.
A day of celebration
becomes an ending for one.

My mind flooded with memories
of dinners together and days in the sun.
My heart tight with grief
reminded of all I have left.

Time came, and it went.
Another year, another month, another day, another hour.
Time, in the end, can not be bargained.
And, there is never quite enough.

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Dandelion Wisps

background image beautiful blur bright

Today, tomorrow, yesterday. Now.
A daisy in full bloom
calling a bumble bee
to its nectar-filled heart.

The radiance of the sun
peeking through shape-shifting clouds
against a cerulean canvas
encouraging a seedling into being.

Dandelion wisps
dancing on the wind
blown from their
stable stem.

A world in motion
evolving with effortless creation.
Life flowing along the
stream of now.

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FOCUS

Tsk, tsk. Tsk, tsk. Tsk, tsk.
A single grackle ruins an
inspired moment.

The delicate twitter of the yellow finches
as they flit through branches.
And the gentle coo of the mourning dove
as she guides from her perch.
A northern cardinal chirping
‘pretty girl, pretty girl’.

 
All softly unconvincing
next to the incessant
Tsk, tsk. Tsk, tsk. Tsk, tsk.

 
Isn’t that too often the way?

 

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A bump in the road

it happened too fast
the magic of the moment gone
into oblivion
as quickly as it had arrived

the reverberation echoed
penetrating her core
held in limbo
wondering, what happened?

a window shattered
spewing fragments of glass
caramel macchiato
splattering whipped cream across her lap

the din turned to noise
confusion palpable
cinnamon buns
burning sweetness into her nostrils

a hand on her head
applying pressure
wet cheeks
salt on her lips

time passed, hopeful
turning forever tragic
consciousness lost
a memory in chaos

Then peace.

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Math and Magic

arid bryce canyon clouds color

Standing in the rhythm of numbers
Predictable, safe
Black or white
Piano keys singing a melody

Dancing away with a tentative step
Courage, discomfort
Shades of gray
Storm clouds threatening an explosion of thunder

Tempting to cower beneath stability
Doubt, uncertainty
Depths of whiteness
White curtains billowing in a white room

Braving the fear with a jete
Determination, faith
Symphony of colour
A brilliant rainbow coaxed into being by the slightest glimmer of light

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The love of a partner

couple elderly man old

It had been several days since he’d eaten, and the water wasn’t going to last much longer. Every day was the same. Wake up. Drink water. Nap. Drink more water. He was hungry. The smell didn’t bother him, but he was sad that she had changed. He couldn’t understand why she wasn’t talking to him. Confused, he nudged her, snuggled her, kissed her cheek. He was getting weaker.

The banging was intense. The door crashed open. People arrived. He heard one of them speak.

‘This elderly woman has been dead for a while. Check that dog’s collar for his name.’

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Women are a hot topic. Are you ready?

International Women’s Day this year felt less like noise for me and more like a tsunami of women’s voices preparing to completely transform every level of every industry in its path. The drive toward gender equality is the evolution of business, but the path to success is not paved with a scattering of token women expected to adopt masculine principles.

The point of gender equality is to embrace natural feminine attributes to balance the male attributes that dominate most organizations today: compassion over hostility, open communication over back-room deals, collaboration over competition, and community over individualism. There is a largely untapped market of possibility to be realized by increasing female representation to a tipping point in the board room and at executive levels. At times I wonder if women are the only ones paying attention to the plethora of diversity and gender equality material being published, but then I see a high-tech company like Cisco walking the talk with 36% women at both the board and senior executive levels, and I’m hopeful that this much needed change isn’t going to take the predicted one hundred years to happen.

Cisco isn’t alone. There are many progressive companies educating their teams to prevent gender bias, disrupting the status quo to achieve gender equality, and implementing zero-tolerance sexual harassment policies that encourage women to stay in male-dominated fields. According to a Catalyst.org study, women are leaving STEM fields at the alarming rate of 53% globally and their reasons for leaving have little to do with their capabilities. This begs the question, ‘what needs to change to encourage women to stay so we can benefit from the value gender equality is proven to produce?’.

Women are the authority on the value women bring to the table. We can’t wait another hundred years to realize the benefit of gender equality. And, as Einstein quoted: ‘We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them’. We don’t know what we don’t know, but by actively driving toward equality, we will witness the next wave of growth and innovation. It is not only going to come from the millennials; it is also going to come from embracing feminine ideals. Are you ready for the future?

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The Savior?

time lapse photography of waterfalls
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The rapids crashed mercilessly.
Conflicted.
She breathed into the foreboding rush of water.

The crests shimmered white in the moonlight
atop the blackness of the waves,
like an ice cream finish
on a root beer float.

She wished she could remember
the contrast in texture and flavor.
The richness of experience lost
to the depths of unrelenting tumult.

 

The moon glistened silver
amidst the magical stars,
like a goddess guiding her
delightful children.

She was reminded of the ebb and flow
of life and love.

The current engulfed her.

Impulsively, he leapt.
Instinct.
Free from thought.

The end?

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Eddie Vedder

Eddie the Boston

Choosing a name,
Who will he become

Role Model
Original

Inspired Musician
Spirited

Powerful Baritone
Growl

Persistent Activist
Stubborn

Grungy Performer
Wild

Family Man
Caring

A man in love,
with his dog

Eddie

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The Non-Conformist

design desk display eyewear
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Want to rhyme
Such a crime

Many rules
Thought a fool

In the end
Try again

No more luck
Oh well