BRIDGE OF 2 HEARTS Bridge of two hearts Standing tall in the rocky mountains Bridge of two hearts Covered in footsteps of mutual despair Bridge of two hearts Shaking in the stormy voices of unwanted truth Bridge of two hearts Held tight to the ground…

A constant moving canvas, always a masterpiece, but never quite completed, a lifetime of work that keeps building and growing. Family moments, and memories, loves lost and found, mistakes made and lessons learned, each experience another brush stroke, adding more beauty, colors intricately blending into…

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……

Pick up a pen If you were to draw From the centre of my forehead To my fingers and toes In a single line You would find no breaks   Lift your hand If you were to draw From the top of my head Down…

Long before our hearts met There was hidden camaraderie Between our eyes In shared laughter Stolen glances Inside jokes Hyperbolic hilarity Tempered with tangible truth  

Hello, shopkeeper, I’m just dropping in I’d like to return this please, And here’s the slip of my buy-in.   It’s something I bought, When it and I were still new- Everyone clamored for one, So I thought I had to get one too.  …

Winged Heart   with wings on your arm you wear your heart on your sleeve so permanently     ***This is an actual photo of my first tattoo. I got it in memory of my late husband Rickey, who suffered from multiple medical issues which…

DEATH TO SELF I see, hear and feel the truth, but it does not set me free. Rather, it pricks my heart with a finely cut dagger. I miss the you’s through out my life, all those I’ve had to say goodbye to. Why? Why…

You astound me To be speechless, While bearing witness of brilliance, An understatement of your truth. How did God create you, Molded and shaped you, so perfectly Could it be, meant for me? Fingers laced, my heart raced When you pulled me in to kiss When…

Your beats are therapeutic Thump thump thump thump The doctor says I need a new you That perhaps goes thump thump thump and not thump thump You all sound the same to me Always beating to an unwritten rhythm Always working so I can live…