The poetry of hope can hide between the lines, waiting beneath words scribbled on a page Poised like a patient messenger, it watches as understanding unfolds with music that creates gentle melodies And if this marriage of chord and verse happens as fortune smiles, magic will stir the soul and memories will carve a place in the heart If you are very lucky, if you … Continue reading Poetry of Hope
When we are apart I lose sight of my center I speak to angels searching for the sound of your voice whispering above the clouds photo: mine prompt: Three Words A Day Continue reading Waiting
Scenes played out, familiar but not quite intimate. A slight detachment between performers and audience, yet a story shared by many. Mutual connection separated by varying degrees of separation. If each experience is unique, is the collective result skewed? A responsibility to warn of dire consequences hangs in the air, drowning out voices repeating old lines a silent witness unmasked as worlds come undone … Continue reading Silent Detonation
Haunted by this uncertain feeling I dream of running, running away Visions of another life, revealing And so I teeter on the edge, kneeling Finding purchase on glass bridges as they sway Haunted by this uncertain feeling A future reflected in canyons below… calling, squealing Released from confines of expectations, I stray Visions of another life, revealing Walking in shadows and slowly … Continue reading Resolution
Tell me I can’t and I’ll show you how to find the sun behind the storm that brews just out of sight Tell me the world is dark and I’ll show you how to find all the colors that hide in the purple haze between us Tell me you’re scared and I’ll show you how to find the courage that fortifies a connection we will … Continue reading Tell Me
Dug into the back of that wardrobe to pull out my old sweater, a little faded and missing a button Pulled on my old hiking boots, the ones with the broken laces and soles that had seen better days I made my way to the familiar trail, dappled with sparkling sunshine peeking through falling leaves I was home Enjoying the solitude I was in that … Continue reading Breakthrough
Finding comfort in simple routines at the end of a busy day Somehow settling down to review each moment, each decision, each word Filling the void of all the unknown with stunning masterpieces only painted in dreams all troubles are set free and in the morning, when all those colors linger just out of reach, I am ready to face another blank canvas — Another … Continue reading New Day
