— Read on utahan15.wordpress.com/2018/05/19/28114/ This blog may not be to everyone’s sensibilities. Be ware the language as he opens the curtains to forbidden lands. A whispered prayer ascends to disinfect his world with sunshine. His raw feelings bend the light, colors remain while the audience stares in amazement. Perplexed grins in both directions. i causeContinue reading “come togther in the morning … (another writer’s blog)”
i may never meet such a man -again covered in satin words edged in diamonds born in his throat the fire sparked through never heard a syllable the rat-a-tat-tat -thunder our hearts beating faster he hides in my hair a stinger barette left behind to chew
via Secret Journal Musings Learning to laugh (even if it is not hilarious because we were hurt) and not take ourselves too seriously, makes for a happy heart. Rory is taking our human fallibility and giving it to us as medicine. Thanks friend!! Life is too short to become bitter.
The deepest, darkest rises in the fog, burned away -hidden desire. Oh, why feel so free behind the screen? And how our creator tapped into the sensual, leaves us mourning the loss of soul.
i opened wide the curtained window an inconspicuous look around and quickly turned in retreat bound
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Ascend I would love to know what squirrels think, when they see a person walk by, who suddenly stops when they hear their chatter above; stop, dig, reach in, snap, stare and stare and stare. Move along… For any length of time, no doubt, that squirrel is surveying an escape route. But you must questionContinue reading “Ascend (a photo challenge)”
We all find our way, not by tracking footsteps, but by way of the unknown, forging a trail of adventure. True, we need guidance and support. No astronaut would likely enter a spaceship alone. We need others, whether we like it or not. The key to success is learning to get along with each other.Continue reading “Space Odyssey”
dark is upon us shrouded in a brilliant light masses are blinded (Me) —– darkness comes my way shrouded in a brilliant light my fearful heart quakes (Him) *To my husband who wrote the second haiku, I the first. Venturing into my world, he feels left out, I huddled inside.
Im left depleted of soul energy and seek solitude from those who only see me as parts. Friends are sophisticated brothers who leave me whole. Long conversations, solving life puzzles and drinking from the mountain’s cool, refreshing fountain. Reading in silence, glancing his smile, knowing we each have found a world to be free. Friends areContinue reading “Friends”