desire
unchecked reality
preservation of sanity
he brought her down
sifting through grains of sand
on knees
please!
Families
Families
Families
— Read on bereavedsingledad.blog/2020/12/27/families/
I enjoy Gary’s musings. This particular writing certainly felt familiar. Family is a funny thing. And the thing is, as terrible as 2020 was, it taught me an enormous pot of wisdom. And 2021 will be all the better for my new found knowledge and attempts to keep going forward. To dreams! To visions! To destiny!
Happy creating, Jeanne
Art Night
this jagged heart line
avoid the cracks midst the stones
criss cross hope to die
Before Time
one sideways glance right
was it methane burning low
ice crystals froze tight
Sacred Rhythm
Winter Feast
If I stopped now
would i know tomorrow
the blurred foxglove in hand
the brandished iron in the other
staking the outcome by name.
If yesterday never arrived
do your best dear friend
to remember love
the petaled feet
I swept away, one-by-one, by hand.
Six Word Story (No. 10)
Six Word Story (No. 10)
Six Word Story (No. 10)
— Read on frosthidden.com/2020/12/12/six-word-story-no-10/
Lots of thought provoking 6-word stories…
Fuzzy Mornings
Walk towards the far corner
trace the color of my eyes.
Vanish into the mist
and be our sunrise.
Organic
Spring has run
the drifting fragrance
smells of dark
Her mad world
a blown leaf nestled
dew remains
boredom
who wants chaos?
yet we invite the virus
to our homes and schools
we beg for mercy
from "the man"
and dangle off his chest hairs
what if we changed course
kept rhyme ‘n reason the game
played straight
no cheaters under the table
left the fable in books
changed our looks
became the people
we were created to be
not bowing to fame
overrated success breeds greed
compliance with the germs
faked victim mentality
I originally wrote this in 2018. I have no recollection what prompted the words then. Today, they could be applied to Covid. Yeah, I follow society’s mask code. But not when Im out in nature, breathing in and out. I refuse the mask when I am true to who I am. Fear is nothing I subscribe to. When I pass from this realm, it will be with courage, wrapped up in my free-flowing hair.
