A little dwellingwith a wood burning fireplaceon a still lakesurrounded by the sound of wind rustling through the trees.and laughter,bouts of it around the fireafter rounds of singing,reverberating the unseen.that preserved beauty,missed in the haziness above the waters,the reminders of … Continue reading
They had me with their distinctive brew and now this! And the service!!! I’m hooked, simple and delicious the way I like all things. What a thing to know that someone remembered us in mid-day in the middle of brunch … Continue reading
There will be a time when loneliness shall ware you,when your pride shall writheand courage gnash its teeth—that day you will cry,I am alone. A day shall come,when you shall see and hide things no moreand your loathing, all too … Continue reading
On the precipice, something colossalDeliberated about for eons, such timesEmanating from the sun, waves of activation On your obsessed mind, Susie Q’s pubesNever to be seen again, the shagginess within.The key to tending, all that’s in there.Not wishing to be … Continue reading
…which you are without a doubt. I’ve mentioned before we find beauty in our daily adventures. And even with oversaturated night pollution, this resplendent one born from my wish and embodied by the stars, stopped here in mid play to … Continue reading
Stories untold, clearing outIn the shadow, embracesIn the light, releasesOn every page, a voiceOnce curbed, now saidWhat to do withpain,plenty,pleasure,envyelegance?The new and living way, en route. So the story goes—making room for the unexpected, can’t say it feels pretty but … Continue reading
See yourself well.Rise,Face East,Deep breaths, each a wish on their own.Presently, feeling from secrets inside the earthLife locked within, glowing golden suninfinite programs of pure loveso vast, never to find its endStand in your heartTell us about yourself.Bless us with … Continue reading
I mean come on look at that face! Everyone adores Emerson; I suppose being the one and only cow on board makes him all the more special. It’s a fairly romantic setting and Emerson is the prince that all lasses … Continue reading
My heart: You won’t be able to escape from me, you might as well hear me out. My Mind: Okay how long will it take? I found this secret path. My heart: I promise I won’t go anywhere.
Finally I sawthat worrying had come to nothing.And gave it up.And took my old bodyand went out into the morningand sang. -Mary Oliver Not only does this poet priestess stop me in my tracks to reconnect and ground in a … Continue reading
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