Frenzied, manic, flitting from this to that- seemingly with ease. Struggling, praying, giving it all for others to please. Minding my own business as I try to survive in a cold world that hardly notices me until I … Continue reading No Small Thing
A billowy cloud floated through his mind, the fading image of a garden, hung thick with vines and lush green leaves, a haven where he had known contentment. He walked the shady path through the woods, into the clearing where she waited. Continue reading The Journey Begins
To every thing there is a season
and a time to every purpose under Heaven….. Continue reading Leftovers
Amhain had a wisdom in his soul that stretched beyond his youth. He was thankful that Great Spirit was weeping in Eternity; and his small fists, still clenched in bitter silent protest, fell open at last, as did his heart. Continue reading Tears of Eternity/Forever Never
for every angel here on Earth….for those who leave too soon…. Continue reading The Angels are Crying
So sweet, the nectar flowed
as moments endless seemed.
His thirst, his passion wild
were all that I had dreamed. Continue reading The Taste/Photography/Poetry
His gentle touch reminds me I am
stronger than my sense of loss, Continue reading Fading…..
The Sting The sting.. the stream that flows along the path. The path.. the road that leads to nowhere-somewhere. Somewhere.. the place where you are, where I long to be. But still.. still I am without your smile so easy, … Continue reading The Sting/Poetry
The Artful Dodger Pain, Pain, go away, she sees you lurking there, just around the corner of her fortress. She is too swift for your cruel intentions, as she slips into the shadows of anonymity. Clever girl learns to smile. So brilliant, the brave farce of tranquil abundant peace she conveys. ‘Tis merely slight of hand, the magic of the unseen, for the apathetic audience fooled. Icy fingers grasp her hair as she trembles ‘neath the cold chill of sorrow closing in. Lights her candle in the dark to ward off the evil … Continue reading The Artful Dodger/Poetry
Letting Go I never thought, in pain and blue, I would be letting go of you. A whim, a dream, a fantasy, How easily you let go of me. I do not blame, how could you see that you were all the world to me? My secret treasure hidden deep within my soul, where longings sleep. I watched a feather wafting by. The breezes took it way up high. All too late I tried to grasp, but empty air was all I clasped. High it rose against the sky, twirling in one last goodbye. Where angels smile and heaven knows … Continue reading Letting Go