Posted in Musings, Poetry

come togther in the morning … (another writer’s blog)

— 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 cause to wonder who spoke the world into existence? And on what day? Had i arrived to the party too late? Missed the cake and ice cream?

As life would have it, my heart melted and there was no cleaning up the mess.

Just some words from my heart. Thanks for the follow… and happy to follow back… j💜🕊🎶

Posted in Poetry

ramble on

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

Posted in Poetry

peril

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.

Posted in Musings, Photography

Ascend (a photo challenge)

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 question why the squirrel said anything to begin with, if he did not want company?

Not to worry, I did not ascend that tree.

Posted in Advice, Musings, Random, Sermons, Soul Journal, travel

Space Odyssey

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.

This dilemma of getting along circles back to a personal worldview. The questions and answers. Or lack thereof, hound us. There are answers. I am certain of this one thing. However, people are unlikely to grasp truth sitting in their own space. So reach out. Interact. Risk your heart for a piece of another’s heart.

I know. I know. Easier said than done. I literally am sitting here right now, shaking as a ripe fig, waiting to drop. And drop I will, with trembling, I am blasting off into my greatest fear. I had best be ready!!

Ready or not, here I go! J🌏🌻

Posted in Poetry

Mystify

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)

Stairs to wisdom
*To my husband who wrote the second haiku, I the first. Venturing into my world, he feels left out, I huddled inside. 

Posted in two lines

Friends

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 are precious in bringing joy to a broken heart. We replenish each other’s emptiness, not expecting anything in return.

Happiness comes from bones covered in skin. The natural glow of happiness comes from within.

Friends as we walk along the shore, hearing the distant echo of past pain. We let it go as fingers on the keys of a piano.

So I invite you to dine at the table. A place is set for you.