English: Common dandelions (Taraxacum officinale) growing on a field in Oulu, Finland. Suomi: Voikukkia (Taraxacum officinale) Oulussa. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
dandelions carpet the lawn
with golden top hats of color…
their inner beauty spotted by another of innocence
the child of simplicity sees its beauty
and gathers handfuls to form a bouquet
for her mother…
who is delighted…
to be given such a beautiful gift!
Massive Kingman Blue turquoise in matrix with quartz from Mineral Park, Arizona (Photo credit: Wikipedia)turquoise white paper lifts my spirits
forcing me to break into smile
as thoughts of you go on for miles and miles
how lovely the moments…burgundy time
when we text and message so sublime
alas…the opaqueness of the day
lends me no comfort as you have gone away
feelings unsaid…my heart broken… words unspoken
i struggle to find a way to dispel the sorrow
of you not in my tomorrow
all was light…yellow orange fun…beginning so well
how did the love get swallowed by dark ocean swell
how can i smile with watercolor tears in my eyes
pastel loss continues to arise
my body feels black, grey and torn
for your absence is what i mourn
love of daffodils
daffodils fill the world with sun
daffodils fill the world with fun
daffodils take the lead
daffodils laughing indeed
daffodils urge the green
daffodils are the Spring queens
daffodils are yellow you see
daffodils are love for you and me
let go…i heard it often as i lived through the day
it annoyed me no end and why i could not say
let go! let go! let go! they did not understand
they did not know i needed what i was seeking for my plan
i couldn’t let go…if i did..then…what would happen?
i did not want that crazy axman
days solidified into weeks and weeks into years
letting go was something i definitely feared
then a friend came into my life
unknowingly, challenging me to let go of my strife
to stop centering on me and feel the need of someone so free
still…i did not see…why must it be…why me?
i fought…and fought…and gave it much thought
and night fast came upon me and still i was distraught
then through the night and stillness of the open portals
came the light and my sad defenses came to crumbles
i wept with pity for myself that all i needed was to let go
for in letting go… letting be…all that was sought would flow
Metanoia (Porcupine Tree album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
home is where love is created
English: Edmonton, Canada. Same picture as File:Edm panorama2.jpg, adjusted just a little bit (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
home is something never outdated
home is the finishing touch on the kitchen wall
home is where you scrub and give it your all
home is where you gather with your friends
home is where your evenings see no end
home is where life is about
home is where you safely display your doubts
home is where the kisses play
home is where you are not afraid
home is where you dance all night
home is writing in the moonlight
home is painting until your heart’s content
home is finding love’s intent
home is where the steps are heard
home is where you are always answered
home is you in the flesh
home is where you are refreshed
home is where you can freely roam
home is where you find your shalom
home is where you find your face
home is your sacred space
Easter Spring
pushing forth life
Grandchildren, Ayden & Nadia, egg-hunting in the yard.Bc
as the children gather
the eggs at play
reminding us
of hope and renewal–
the promise of tomorrow…
Love for Arts (Photo credit: Wikipedia)love spilled
out of me
like the blue water spring in the valley
over flowing
bubbling
molecules not counting, not keeping tally
love spilled
out of
me
like the unlimited starlight
from the purple hazed skies
brilliant
effervescent
not wondering why
love spilled
out of me
like orange blossomed sunbeams
gently
lightly
touching the earth as if in a dream
love spilled
out of me
like breath from my being
effortlessly
naturally
for YOU
were all that was seen!
English: The Smile Off Your Face (2004) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
the smile
caught us both
you liked mine
i liked yours
intensity built
as the conversations flowed
inundating the email system
in a back and forth flurry
then on to Messenger
day and night
into the wee hours
parlaying…smiling…laughing
detours…disconnects…
realignment…words running furiously onward
time knew no bounds
then
texting followed my heart
through several states
then
we skyped
and met face to face
then
we planned how we would meet
then
plans became interrupted
and
now…
NOTHING…
even in their absence
words ARE sharper than swords
Macro of Wet Leaf (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
the bud is born…the leaf formed
basking in the sunlight
it breathes in the air
and happily colors itself green
smiling gayly, waving sweetly
then the winds come…
the source of ocean (Photo credit: sundaymay)
the storm is all about
the green leaf has fallen from the tree…
fallen into the river running wild down the bed
pushed along by life’s force
happened
so quickly…
boundaries unknown
oh…stubbed its toe! on the rock below…
pushed up again by the wave of gentleness…the wind carries it freely
as it breezes its way, floating on love
then turbulence…the sky has turned grey
bashed here and there…
suffocating…it can not breathe…
drowning…in the sea of life…
yet some unknown force…some angel-life draws it forward
it says, don’t give up…one more float
the green leaf is a bit tattered
and bruised…but stronger for the ware…
it continues down the river…
pushed down…up and over
then riding the waves once again…
the waters carry it forth
as it rests gently on the shore
A curled, fallen leaf on roadside in Scotts Valley, California. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Bing Pong (Photo credit: Andrew Girdwood)
Well, what have we here?
An insidious alliance
With dark, wretched anguish!
Well, what have we here?
Beating yourself up again?
Not willing to relinquish?
Well, what have we here?
Swallowing the words of the oppressor?
Allowing yourself to be extinguished!
Well, what have we here?
No, stand inside yourself
Let-go of the pain–allow the evil to famish!
Well, what have we here?
I, me, and myself as well
Only goodness will be my garnish!
Well, what have we here?
I, me, and myself as well
I will not let love be tarnished!
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