Here, shadow and light Revealed in my heart’s forest Now, breeze through the trees

When I was three I thought beautiful meant someone who did not wear socks

Pedaling backwards To catch up to younger you You’re always trying

mediocrity describes something almost good at least it happened

the muse takes the form of chandelier-shaped seed pod tumbling to the ground

Haiku   Hot summer day a sun kissed memory lost with each blue wave

follicles of once mighty dandelions’ manes scatter in the breeze  

Excited to be doing my third full marathon. I made so many friends through the last two years and hope to make a few more. The support offered here has led to my being ready to really put myself out there. Can’t wait to see…

I could’ve sworn low or higher, I saw a man’s face in the fire.   To act is to shed upon others the words that creep along your cracks.

She sits waiting for Her prince Charming to show up, Pumpkin coach outside.   At the Diner Lue August 14, 2016