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The baristas at Go Dog Go Cafe are big fans of Pay It Forward Thursdays. We think it is a great opportunity to give a shout-out to another writer who has wowed us or creatively inspired us. However, Pay It Forward Thursday has not been getting a lot of love lately, which we think is a shame. Dear… Continue reading Pay It Forward Thursday- August 16, 2018
Originally posted on Charmed Chaos:
And when she arises from her watery grave, in a smoky swirl above the calm frigid lake she walks with him along a familiar trodden path, feeling his heavy sadness and hot bitter wrath for being forsaken. She reaches out to comfort his broken lonely soul but he cannot feel her, for her touch now cold as she sees… Continue reading The Path
Light shines through darkness A beam of hope revealed like smoke on the water Some say if I wait if I stop searching, seeking I might find true peace So I surrender today’s troubles and worries What will be will be photo: #PoetryPotion prompts: #GoDogGoCafe, #PoetryPotion, WD Wednesday Prompt, #Deedster Poetry Prompt 14, #Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille- MindlovesMisery’sMenagerie … Continue reading Learning Patience
Kept secrets linger — caught somewhere in a spiritual realm where quiet rain falls from dusty skies and the thin veil of faith shudders The urge to reveal truth beckons, a burning need that calls with a longing, lilting song crashing like waves washing across the lake, speckled and brilliant Loyalty and repercussion blend until the siren is silenced and sunlight falls across the rippled … Continue reading Secrets
In this place of peace sunlight is dispersed through the canopy of ancient trees A kaleidoscope of color explodes on the forest floor with beads of amethyst and gold Energy released is all at once both graceful and restless naming this time for healing Chaos rearranged in letters and leaves and truth drift on a soft breeze and whisper a new story photo: mine prompts: … Continue reading Log Cabin Ruminations
Don’t we share this yearning a need to capture the sunset on scraps of crumpled paper ~ the figments and fairytales and everything in-between More than victims of circumstance we’re partners in crime, you and I Nah, don’t forget, never forget wherever you’re goin’, I’m goin’ your way we’ve got such a lot of world to see We’ll run til we’re breathless makes no … Continue reading Chasing Rainbows
Once I climbed the walls of a canyon just to release my voice beneath a sky tinged with red velvet and rubies it echoed hollow and flat before returning to fill spaces and cracks and indigence replacing thoughts of emboldened bitterness The Milky Way created calligraphy in the dark and I captured my tears in a cup before offering up the distress I was bound … Continue reading Capturing Hope
Flashing lights on the horizon dredge up midnight shades of blue back to when hearts made of paper set a table trimmed with a spray of larkspur and lies I thought of running away then to a time when things were simple and patterns were predictable and even the gravel path we walked was safe as we ventured to the edge of oblivion how were … Continue reading Midnight Memories
Between sparks of light and the convocation of scholars— he is brave enough to be curious living in the moment, blissfully unaware as the world moves on Not afraid to ask questions as he murmurs tell me again show me … Continue reading On Searching
5.0 out of 5 starsGreat YA book- – definite read!! July 13, 2018 Format: Paperback|Verified Purchase A great story that keeps you on the edge of your seat with suspense all the while laughing at the witty interaction! Michele Vecchitto did a great job developing the relationship between Thomas and Remy and Samara. Initially thinking they had to travel and battle on their own, … Continue reading Reviews Are Coming In!
If we were having coffee today, July 12th, I’d invite you to sit outside with me. It’s a perfect summer day. I’d ask you to get comfortable. We have a lot of catching up to do! Yesterday, my sister and I spent the day at the beach. We chatted as we watched my nephews swim in the ocean. Ours is a small beach and we … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee…
Smiles and a promise back when time moved slowly… delicious in daily tasks satisfying in simplicity Sometimes we’d sleep on the porch lit with candles and let the ocean breeze wash away our troubles Single-handed focus on dreams meant for a life we had planned, not knowing where our path would lead, back when the future was yet reimagined Somehow we made it through twists … Continue reading Mother’s Pride
Sometimes below the tears that fall gently like the summer rain resolve falters and that brave front weighs too heavy Somehow among the rack and ruin you find the courage to fall into the unknown and release the desperation Grief is like that States of emergency muddled with stress and too many decisions disappear or at least rearrange and those hands that you’ve clenched and … Continue reading On Loss, Again
If we were having coffee today, June 24th, I’d invite you to come look at my husband’s garden. It’s doing so well! After our tour of the yard, I’d ask you in to escape this damp, dreary day. I do like the quiet feel of the afternoon. It gives closure to yet another busy weekend. I’d offer you some of the delicious éclairs my … Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share
Be inspired by unarmored skies Remember beauty hides in the everglow Embrace strength as you whisper last goodbyes Know that sometimes even an angel cries Time will move on with a new tempo Be inspired by unarmored skies Trace my words in the clouds as I eulogize Believe in the love that lives in the shadow Embrace strength as you whisper last goodbyes Each memory … Continue reading In Times of Sorrow
been busy chasing illusions after midnight just to set them free free to discover if the bite of that cherry is as sweet as the forbidden apple and then I remember that’s why we dream alone photo: Pixabay Continue reading Dreaming
Tales from Blarnach: The Chosen One Continue reading Shimmering Falls – Tales from Blarnach book trailer
On a gray sky morning the wind calls as if to mimic gods hidden behind heavy clouds Honey drips overflowing from hives I watch as it pools on the ground beneath the bees are too busy burying their queen to notice Far across the bay a seagull dives and for a moment disappears beneath the surface My eyes follow a fish as it struggles while … Continue reading Gray Sky Morning
Some people long for blooming darkness velvet blackness where the lonely seek cover with the eyes of a discarded doll even as spirits commune to hear each teardrop as it falls Some people long for endless accolades syrupy sweetness encased in lyrics that lie to invent personas which claim there is more than meets the eye even as spirits commune to compose writings that speak … Continue reading Long Ride Home
Inside my second destiny the world is touch and go blessed by creativity and cursed by the wear and tear of whys and wherefores navigating stepping stones between pretty pools and violent seas knowing I’m seconds away from drowning in dreams that are all at once innocent and maniacal taunting with signposts painted in invisible ink labelled This Way To Your Future photo: mine prompts: … Continue reading Inbetween
Seeking quiet solitude I followed a morning path where the echoes of words were heard but not seen photo: mine prompts: #NatureVerse, #WrittenRiver, Sunday Writing Prompt “Collage Prompt #41” Continue reading Sustenance
Serenity found in balancing layers Memories of grace Moments of honesty Times when willows wept at night tracking tears of the misguided Times when winds danced with the rising sun trafficking unadulterated joy Honesty colors this retrospective in hues we seek to keep Peace paints the perfect picture photo: mine (My son and I in Sedona) prompts: Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie … Continue reading Tandem Masterpiece
I escaped to the land of clementine skies A tapestry of chiseled red rock draped me in renewal Ancient lands dotted with saguaros carried my troubles away Up where mesas dominate each vista gentle breezes ushered in a fresh perspective and washed clean the stale air of yesterday I felt my breath rise and fall I spoke the language of clouds I kissed … Continue reading Arizona Afternoons
Come walk with me We’ll wander through the forest where tattered thoughts and timeworn words are muted by a canopy of leaves, lush and green We’ll climb hills of dampened earth where tranquility sings a tune in time with the rushing river far below Up ahead where the path bends just out of sight there’s a place where the heavens paint the sky and sanctify … Continue reading Whispering Woods
If we were having coffee today, May 9th, I would apologize for my tardiness. It was another busy weekend. We had a family brunch on Sunday. We get together each year to honor my grandparents. How I miss them, but there’s comfort in knowing they would have loved this annual event. Most of the children in the family were born after my grandmother passed … Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share, May 9
What if the sage and the fool shared the same status after evaluating rank and experience shared over a lifetime Mirrored missteps measure years weighed in the balance of wins and losses Each gifted with a simple voice sprouting a unique blend of wisdom and regret Is this the secret to the chain of power? Each press hands together in humble prayer … Continue reading Chain of Power
Words spoken don’t always make it so Rather, action is the harbinger of truth revealed layer by layer petal by petal moment by moment Behavior bears fruit to stoke the fires of redemption of motivation of creation It’s a dance spinning out of control designed to chase away every demon A cathartic salve it soothes those deep wounds hidden in unsent letters and private rants framed … Continue reading Harbinger
If we were having coffee this afternoon, I’d invite you to sit outside with me. It’s still a little cool although it is almost May, but my daffodils are in full bloom and the sun is shining bright. I need that fresh air. Don’t you? I’d tell you about yet another busy weekend. Yesterday, my husband and I left to run an errand that should … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee, April 29
He sings a song of praise glorifying the power of silence as ravens gather in the rain The stillness of shadows invite spirits to contemplate new ways to travel these twisted roads and paths And as those birds become restless beneath clouds too heavy in the sky he sings a song of more Not forgetting this monochrome melancholy meant to insulate against … Continue reading In Praise of Silence
His smile was like some kind of magic, mysterious, leaning on the edge of darkness. With his worn jeans and tattered jacket two sizes too big, he was the type of man who could have easily slipped into the background unnoticed and alone, but that grin… He sat on the bumper of a rusted old car, tapping turquoise boots as he sang a … Continue reading Notable Embodiments
