FOTD Leaf Peepers

Welcome leaf peepers. Thank you Cee’s Photography FOTD challenge for inviting fellow bloggers to participate.

a few guests arrived early
for the time of their life
in bird choral sung mid-flight

their brilliant dignity shone
brightly donned in varied hue
orange leaf would soon be crowned

red danced circles around her friend
who knew to grow strong with might
this was to know fate arrives overnight

and when his bough bent
the other leaves arrived
to neither tether to each other
until the morning dawn arrives.

Thoughts Unleashed

Midnight strikes the faintest heart

My life is carved
not into stone
but flesh of my flesh.

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Have you ever solidified and made your intentions known? Writing them down helps. Going a step further and creating a vision board births their reality.

My greatest trouble in life is to stay focused. This is most evident in my writing practice and quilt-making. Heck, even my new found love of painting and felting, and my renewed spiritual life, take a beating from my scattered heart.

I love everything and nothing is outside my attention. Yet, if I am to be successful in my desires, I must align my head and heart. My greatest weakness can be turned into my greatest strength!!

How do you stay focused?

Thoughts Unleashed

Some say it best not to say everything that passes through your mind. And while I agree, I object! Take for instance the risk of keeping the peace versus being known. Walking on eggshells is painful and inhibits personal growth. I need to roam and if my choices disturb you, well guess what I will say!

Sorry. Yeah! My go to phrase when I am feeling bad. So I drink up! Coffee has been known to be both good and bad for your health. Go figure. It certainly has gotten me in trouble before. I wake up to see nothing in the world has changed since the beginning. When will we learn?

So I get on my soapbox and preach. I can be preachy!

That is me in my preachy mood. Pulling up my big girl pants and telling the world how to live. What do I know? Lots. Like I know that love makes joy makes peace. And couldn’t we all use a bit of grace in our lives? Lord knows I forgiven much. So go be happy! I will too.

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” ~Henry David Thoreau

Unbroken Circle

(From about a year ago. Oh, how time can change our attitude.)

When boredom sets in
I grind the wheel,
sharpen the blade.
A slice into misery
cleanses the soul of food gone bad.
Cold showers only waken the dead.

Random good thoughts spill
like what is the bird thinking
perched outside my window?
I find myself wishing to set sail
and dream of doing,
while I remove my wings so frail.

It is a slow morning
that i watch the old dog pant
as the embroiled sun bakes the ground.
Did I sell my soul too
afraid to drink the water
and recoil at the company in town?