Before I Sleep

As the moon shines above, I lift my heart to the creator with love. As I settle in for some rest, I’m grateful He is with me through each test. With humility, my head bows in tearful surrender, thank you for your love and holding me tender.

Silence

Silence.  Home to what was, what is, and what could have been.  Silence.  Purgatory living of love unrequited.  Silence.  Where the pain  has to be buried and blessings manifested.  Silence.  Where Self speaks the loudest.  Silence.  Scary to those who can’t manage without distractions.  Silence.  Exchanges of the soul is a love transaction.  Silence.  What’s

Wordsmithing My Spirit

The moment when your heart feels the pain Your pen finds the words to write again You breathe within the lines to stay alive When your insides feel like they are eating you alive.   Painted a verse on what hope looks like  Let tears flow to cleanse my brushes at night  Created landscapes that

Haiku – Translation Please

I Wrote It Quickly But I can’t Read It At All O, Cryptic Writing

Winding Down

warm unlit shop signs  nothing tumbling but the weeds  streetlights broadcasting empty stages cold stone where soles stood while the sun was high not xmas but  wrapping up the present  surrounded by loving energy warm glows from window pane boxes  a gathering of souls memory invoking laughter a gratitude that can be tasted lingers in

Quotes: A Dose of Dorothy Parker

🙂 Just a small dose of Dorothy Parker for your day 🙂 “You can drag a horticulture, but you can’t make her think.”    HA!  “It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.”  “I’d like to have money, and I’d like to be a good writer. These two can come together,

A Glimpse..Reflection

What is it that I know for sure? Love is my fuel. It is ME. There is no way to separate myself from it, and its effects. “I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so.” ~John Donne~ What concerns me? The lack of appreciation for life (self and others) is deeply