An Aberration

You who bear your teeth

Make squealing sounds, point things at me… In awe

Witness me pace, this small constrictive space… I am

Your prisoner on display


What is this madness…


That you must contain us?

A hunter, in need of space, in which to roam… I was

Abducted, violently from my home… You

Have my body, my head… The truth


 I’d be better off dead… Because, now I am alone


What purpose does my captivity serve you?

You, you are odd beings, stealing from the world

Animals, plants, rocks… The very earth!

Everything found, foraged, purchased, can never be owned


Everything has it’s perfect place…


Every living creature… Rock, shell, feather

Each, its own space

We all belong to our rightful place

No creation exists for the taking


Like you, I have every right to live…


Free, at peace, encumbered, at ease

You do whatever strikes you… Sadly

It’s all too late… Comes at a deadly cost

My life is, forever tied to your fate


Each time you feel constrained, bound and surreal…


Think of me, observing you

From behind a twelve foot fence

No, it wasn’t you who put me here… But

Each time you pay, my freedom is delayed… Please listen


Never come here again, this place is an Aberration.



Featured Image- Lioness in her natural habitat,  Limpopo, South Africa, April 2017

©Judi Risser


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A Mortal Catastrophe


My life is nothing like I imagined it to be

I never planned any of this


Believe you me


It’s not what one would think

I own nothing of which to speak


No house, not even a spouse

Alone, I eat, sleep and drink


Even though I’ve had all the things that money can buy

I’ve been lost for a long time


Where did I truly belong?


Always searching here, there and everywhere

Sometimes wondering, who the hell even cared?


At once, everything changed

As it always does


It happened much like this:


While birds, squirrels and wind were whistling at me

These three questions fell right out of an enormous tree


Exactly, who was I pretending to be?

What of all this self-deceit?

Why has it taken so long for me to see?


I need only accept myself just as I am

Then, I pleaded: show me how I begin


“Just let go of everything you think you know”


And, when I did

Everything just… slid


Right into the ground


Roof caved in

Floors gave way

Doors split wide open

Windows blew… sky high


I became a mortal catastrophe!


And, it was from this moment

I found myself free


I had nothing left to call my own

That’s when I knew


I am

My own home.


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Tucked away in a sleepy

Seaside community of Bayswater

Is a sacred space.





Mournful gulls cry

Waves crash against the sandy shore

Breezes blow leaves across the stone floor

Many feel the air, dark and heavy.




The memorial reads:

“In memory of the 229 men, women and children who perished off these shores Sept. 2, 1998. They have been joined to the sky and the sea.”




On the 2nd day of the 9th month of 1998

These beautiful souls

The 229, were never late.

No, each and every one was right on time.

It was those of us who were left

Right where we are

Who were never fine.


I breathe in the heavy air

Fill my lungs with pain and despair

Cry for those who mourn their lost loves.


My breathing eases

I find a space.

A place where love

Is truly Grace.


Bringing all the pain

Suffering and fears

Into my very core

It becomes clear.


All of those who suffered yesterday

Today from these unspeakable losses

Where-ever you are all over the world.

Please, release your pain.


It no longer serves your Higher purpose

Your loved ones are all at peace.

There is only strength in letting go

They wish only for you

To be what you were sent here to do.

Your anguish is a locked door to the reality of the world

Be freed from sadness

Fears and anguished tears.

All have moved on

Each and everyone

Beyond pain, beyond form.


When you come to this place again

See what is truly here

Butterflies and dragonflies

Caressing warm evening skies.

Drink in the vibrant green trees

Grasses and ivies

Feel the life in the granite

Breathe in the warm gentle sea air.


Know that your loved ones are alway near


Living beyond all fear.


Smile that each are exactly where they are called to be

In a different space

Called to help each of us to love, grow

Laugh and know.

Souls truly never leave






When we come here again

Let us rejoice.

Healing our minds

And, our hearts.

Thereby, cleansing the air

Remembering them well

Remembering them fair.


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