Angel Wings
So grateful to be surrounded by my angels. I bet center angel here can balance on the head of a pin if she so desires…she floats with ease and delves deep into obscurity. Flowing on regardless of who comes with … Continue reading
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We See You. We Love You
Sunny and snug, next thing you know it’s gusty, crisp and wet. This sign has been the only thing constant during these vital moments into the intense battle of all battles. Anger, resentment, and pain seep and exudes from all … Continue reading
Well, Well, Well…Look at Our Handywork
Currents of compassion,Ever present yet immeasurable,laughter, love and creationnot yet floatingbut one day…one raft,two girlsdetermined to floatwith a biting windfor extra encouragement.
Love And Light
Spawned from birth, love and lightOn the threshold, blossoming emotionsUpon blowing winds, resounding test of enduranceWithin discovery, a pale nobilityUpon awakening, a final frost threatenBeyond a rising sun, an expanding heartForever mesmerized, my creations.
The Guest House
“This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its … Continue reading
A Vision To Behold
In the mist, the great divideupon the horizon, love coming to townin patterns undeniably bursting through, an intense rosemore real than we can imagine, the unseentraveling through past lands, a man who came to fulfill the lawhalle, hallelujah.
Don’t Push Me Cause I’m Close to The Edge…
This grossly earned and somewhat weary coming-of-aged beauty only leads to one point…“at last my love has come along my lonely days are over and life is like a song.” -Etta James Me, my beloved brew and my toe cleavage … Continue reading
Sparkle Potion
It’s no wonder I sparkle…look what I ingest. Pure beauty. Pure love. Have a closer look at your food…bet you didn’t know cinnamon can sparkle like this? Did you know a fellow being could create such beauty? Can you imagine … Continue reading
Where the Rivers Meet.
The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading
Agent of Love
A masquerade of a darken pit into hell, this roomA ruse, this tousled bedNot offered, respectNo longer on defense, my acceptanceWorthy of validation, my love, my grace to all circumstance I begetYour vision of me, who the fuck caresMental aerobics … Continue reading
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