Mandala of a Mundane Morning
The Sun, and I rise, carnelian light burns through slate gray clouds, Holy Aura Illuminates the new day. Distance crow cackles, like an old crone laughing madly, while she stirs tossing in the...
View ArticleAn Empty Cocoon
Nearly two weeks ago my mother fell down the stairs. She was staying with my older sister Vicki while my younger sister Sheri, her primary caretaker was out of town. Mom taking a nose dive down the...
View ArticleAn Empty Cocoon Part 2
The next day we waited in the hall outside the intensive care unit until everyone arrived. Once all four of us were there we took turns visiting mother. Each of us saying what we needed to in private....
View Article"One Shiny Moment" ~from Linda Willows
Reblogged from Linda Willows: photo by Yuegen Romanenko One Shiny Moment, for All I love knowing that at any given moment I have the power to alter my perception, mood and “inner script” of thought. I...
View ArticleGrief Garden, Forgiveness, and Rebirth
Electric Love Voluminous blossom Opens her face to the Sun; Swallows fire, Dares to dazzle, Has no fear When the rain comes Melting her pretty petals Fall Worthy remains Feed the garden of her blessed...
View ArticleLion-Hearted Lover
While wandering the shadowy understory seeking the sun, I ran into a ravenous lion. Afraid of being eaten alive, knowing how cats love to taunt their prey, like heavy petting, they lick and nibble,...
View ArticleThrough the Portal of a Cloud
My beloved I hand you my heart Nimbus cloud pregnant; Stormy potentiality Giving birth to a Universe With each heavenly tear. Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Cardiovascular Disorders, Cloud computing,...
View ArticleWhere’d Leslie go?
Moving through and toward new things. Don’t give up on my blog. I WILL RETURN. I feel the words coming, images sparking in my imagination like a match being struck in a dark room. Winters beginning to...
View ArticleGo Deep, But Don’t Drown
~ It’s imperative when diving for pearls to keep ones eyes open say nothing of ones ears. The glean is subtle, one must be prepared to go; deep into the salty darkness, let tears wash away the debris...
View ArticleSpidery Symphony
~ I rise to meet chance: Opening my third ear I conceive instruction, born awareness. Agile imagination like a bee flying at full speed, I am seized by the silken wire of the Weaver; my thoughts...
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