Flash of lightning, take me under, The depths of my murky mind. Rattled by the roaring thunder, Clarity flees, no peace to find. Rain drops split the sky asunder, A broken promise leaves blurry lines. Drowning hearts can't hope but wonder, If it'll all work out when the stars align.
Advertise yourself, Like the drugs on TV. Filter out the bad, S'all good as can be. Like the like for a like, What a virtual bash. Your tempered glass, Bursts in a colorful flash. Notifying of attention, Letting go of time. Try your luck and Throw the lottery a dime.
When the wind takes you, Let the breath go. Trees move lazily, Under the first winter's snow. A pinecone trembles, Shaking on a stem. To break or not, Is a seeds only whim. Only the nothing, Can verify it's being. What's invisible to the eye Has no less being.
The scent of sunflowers in summer. Lilac blooming near a hidden lake. Roses in the first spring rain. I scoot a little closer to the back of your neck, breathing in your scent while gently brushing my lips across your skin. A sigh of pleasure escapes you. A person here to protect you. So that … Continue reading Peaceful silence
The sultry night hung heavy, Like moist towel smothered air, Neighbors snuggled tenderly, No chance of a bugaboo scare. My city snored while I wrote, Until a melody danced to my ear. "An insect symphony!" I'd rapturously dote. Nature soothes... if only you could hear.
A Giant Towers over Needles sharper than The woodpecker's beak that Jabs through bark to create a home. Creepy-crawlies with more than the one Leg of the great giver of shade dwell among the far Stretching toes that reach deep into the cool substance of life. The tree of life. The life of a tree.
Read one book. Experience two lives.
Movie: Inside Out (2016) I'm increasingly astounded by the stories that the big animated studios have been releasing recently. While this was primarily marketed as a children's story, it had a lot more depth than its ancestors such as Madagascar or Cars. The movie helps children (and their parents) learn about their emotions and memories. It … Continue reading Friday’s Top Four Faves
Life is but a lake That mirrors the falling leaf Ripples shatter glass The frame's still in place Most times it takes the most time To see beauty in change Chaos should be loved That which seems so separate Has always been one
The world ended on 2084. The Earth didn't explode or get hit by a giant meteor. The sun and the moon were still spinning in their celestial tracks. The zombie plague had not gone viral. In fact, those few who had survived the end of the world often scratched their heads after and asked, "How … Continue reading 2084 [Worldbuilding Wednesday]