Our festive trimmings to welcome autumn days made their debut when a little someone who adores the extras decided it was time for swathing our nest in seasonal drapings. Talk of such things occurred well before time of harvest for … Continue reading
I ran into a cheery bunch…I don’t always have it in me to be chirpy, though it’s out of character for me to dig too deep for it, some days it’s neat to greet a cheering squad. These bright and … Continue reading
Imagine working this hard every time you return home? I’m glad I don’t have to do so, nothing against stairs but when carrying hefty groceries or accruements of forsaken items from the car back into their domicile places, well it’s … Continue reading
What’s gone is gone…spending your precious time now focusing on what happened back then is making absolute certainty the future will be the same. It’s time for a fresh coat of paint; it’s time to move forward with certainty and … Continue reading
It makes the world go round…will we ever allow for this life-altering experience? It’s steadfast one, indeed worth the devotion that palpates us at the cellular level. I am all for a fiesta to celebrate love just because. I suppose … Continue reading
The key is to not stay in fear of being lost and confused. Pressure is not a bad thing, it’s the power you give it. Pressure is when you don’t feel confident…I may not know how the game may unfold … Continue reading
You asked where was I going. “How far you wanna go?” I replied with motionless lips, eyes fixated on the horizon, and legs driven for the long road. I can’t be holding on to what you got no more. Should … Continue reading
https://www.instagram.com/tv/CVx8EbMFFP_/?utm_medium=copy_link The great masses of the people will more easily fall victims to a big lie than to a small one. – Hitler He may well be blown away by how far his system has come along since his waning … Continue reading
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too was a gift. – Mary Oliver from Thirst (Beacon Press, 2006)
Sweetest trimmings of the night. Even I would stand on these steps singing for sweets. No one startling or repelling anyone here, Only verdant windowsills, strung with cheerful mini lanterns to admire.
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