Season of the Spirit Found her, at last … What happens now? It moves so fast… Will life allow? What can I see? I know who I am… I am free to be! I give a damn; I found the key… To be the who……
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Mysterious
He captures the boldness of an eagle. Aura illuminating the complexity of the color black. Draped in white with traces of gold. Feet covered by the grace of his mother’s soul. Eyes that pierce like a serpent, something vicious. Skin that is deep, dark, and…
Distance
Distance, not mere word kills me like sword. Feelings desire for him needs want him craves search him, at last its only dark and grim. The roses, deep in my pages finds him missing the way he is kissing. Distance remains the same stupid, quiet…
#6 ~ Prompt 6 ~ Another Grand Day
It’s a perfect day with grandkids around. Only a grandma truly loves the sound. When one starts talking then another one too. Total mayhem what’s a grandma to do? But don’t look stressed or confused you know. Or the kids will think,…
H.6 – Meander
My body shivers ice growing in my veins, my cheeks, my fingers, trying to slip into my winter coat, rocks crunch beneath my boots, each step a morning song, l think in tha rays of first light rounding the earth, my soul speakng bird wings…
Gentle
Warmth pressing red glow encouraging first glance, Back embodied passing defragmented mind, Inner core soft level ground for a fluttering purpose. Pressing smooth opening inside both one to another, Enlivened top and bottom, awake below, Held inside, tingles of bodily happiness then release. Cradled by…
A GREAT DAY
Hour 6 (a haiku) A GREAT DAY Nothing scheduled Endless possibilities Or peace doing zilch
Transitions
You would often say,” I want to go by the water.” The salty smell and temperamental waves brought you peace eventually became your sanctuary. You loved how the deep blues and somber grays mimicking the rich clouds in the sky. As you watched the fishes…
Prompt Six (6): All Roads Lead To Broadway [Hour 6]
All Roads Lead To Broadway A soft cool breeze … as I step outside to the fresh spring day! The smell of New York City … from Central Park. Green trees and chirping birds … A song of joy … A song of life! Walking…
Another Ideal Day
The day is filled with joy and laughter Children are running around the compound with careless abandon The women of the house roam the garden and stop to smell the flowers The drizzling rain envelops leaves The rain increases its intensity and turns into…