To Find Inspiration

  Washed in silence these long days my spirit seeks purpose within the isolation Somewhere there is music, a special turn of phrase washed in silence these long days I search for meaning in moonbeams and the sun’s warm rays if nothing else, nothing else, to find a foundation Washed in silence these long days my spirit seeks purpose within the isolation Image by Ambady … Continue reading To Find Inspiration

Simple Bouquets

Gather the blooms Let it rain, let it downpour We’ll brighten each day until the world resumes Even in darkness, there is more Let it rain, let it downpour We’ll celebrate each sunrise Even in darkness, there is more Simple pleasures and a sweet surprise We’ll celebrate each sunrise We’ll dance in every room Simple pleasures and a sweet surprise Gather the blooms   photo: … Continue reading Simple Bouquets

Kept in Resolution

A time for ending A time for beginning Beginning to make plans Beginning to make a move Move to find warmth in Winter’s wisp Move to find meaning down where the stars sleep Sleep to find dreams Sleep to escape nightmares Nightmares leaving me trapped Nightmares leaving me stripped bare Bare my teeth and find courage Bare my soul and find strength Strength to survive … Continue reading Kept in Resolution

Cryptic Carols

Rally ‘round the middle melodies Hold hope in your heart as deities design a perfect pause to catch karma Sing songs of aftershocks and avenues as winding ways back beckon Rally ‘round, rally ‘round, rally ‘round Shelter and stand beneath love and light photo: Hammacher Schlemmer prompts: #VerseAngel, The Sunday Whirl, Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie – Saturday Mix Continue reading Cryptic Carols

Salvation and Splinters

I discovered an inner rhythm that summoned a vespertine breeze I sought illumination from screaming starlight as it exploded just before dawn Mine was a wild, wild whisper as I sang a new song Change was imminent— like a single crack to my bones, this My branches weighed heavy till they surrendered with broken beauty Salvation amidst splinters, a serenade framed by the beat of … Continue reading Salvation and Splinters

Dreaming of Home

Hope lives here in these remembered days beneath the sky, ever blue Borne of seconds of red poppies and silvery stars hope lives here Faith in that beyond our means beyond our grasp intertwined within changing minds Synchronicity, credence to the ephemeral the Earth as She was and could be Hope, hope lives here Such is my lullaby as I sing my way home now … Continue reading Dreaming of Home

Into the Woods

  the woods waited for her every day she passed the ancient sickly trees she felt the wind still with their bated breath she heard whispers in that wind, hollow silence screaming desperate pleas the woods waited for her every day brittle branches intertwined casting shadows of love between midnight and morning glories and violets and dawn’s hello bidding time as she walked on flowers, … Continue reading Into the Woods

Disarray

Tortuous, these cravings that burn Tantalizing beats keeping time Trembling voices softly beckon Catch your breath, pause, pause and reckon Embrace and release every rhyme Let each minute toss and turn Will you ever learn, will you learn Crystal balls and these magic chimes won’t stop this moment, this second Trembling voices, how they beckon Tantalizing as they keep time Tortuous cravings crash and burn … Continue reading Disarray

Dragonflies and Promises

A dragonfly soared on duality’s wings and landed on the branch of contemplation, not understanding the impossibility of flight Water shimmered as it found its course and beat the stone beneath until its scars were polished to perfection I whispered a short oath that day as I stood still in the woods, bells chiming in the distance, to appreciate the difference between intention and accomplishment … Continue reading Dragonflies and Promises

After The Storm

Guess I should have known benediction lingers between light and shadow between elation and fury urging explicit emotion to rest as the embers of hellfires cool And like the wind caressing tender petals after that fierce storm redemption waits as the last wildflower loses its tremble and turns to face the sun Prophecy soaring on the silver wings of guardian angels renames fate, reconfiguring every … Continue reading After The Storm

Wait

And so we wait as the warmth of winter promises redemption An oily candle burns on the windowsill and that cantankerous wind rages, delighting in the storm Still, we wait Fate both a pertinent and personal ruler sometimes given to granting wishes as it prepares a buffet of dreams We wait Time both a partner and nemesis sometimes given to upheaval as it goads fits … Continue reading Wait