Stand in the sand. Remember who you are. Feel the cool water splash against your legs and wiggle between your toes. Think about this river, many rivers. The paths we take, jutting offshoots and all, to find ourselves. Think about the water, outside and in, and what you have become. Feel it in your … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #11: The River Believes.
Not much time for words here this morning. Mountains or otherwise! Change has come barreling back into my life and I'm not dealing with it all that well. Disappointing. I thought we were friends! But, alas, no. Work in progress. Yet again. The little poem I share today was written by me in 1996 … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #10: Ode to Frankenstein.
Hello new friends and old! Here we are with the ninth edition of Words of Wednesday. You'd think after all this time of life rocketing past, that it would cease to surprise and yet, it always does. My recent life and accomplishments are blurring past me at a speed that is almost comical. That is … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #9: Minds Eye
On the horizon, you sleep Chemistry alive deep within your soul You speak to me in whispers Of a time long past When you would rage against the indignities That held you fast to the Earth When all you want to do is fly Tell me once more Of how you repaid the favor … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #8: Volcanic Love
Untitlable Jungle Gym Vampyric sunflowers would rather leave than love Burn the feathers of a flying dove The ashes pollute this water we drink The vines strangle before you have time to think Catch my throat and suck the lies Your burning mind does all but flies While wandering clouds float so blind Constantly … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #7: Communal Poetry.
Rain. If only for a second. Just to remind me that you are here. That you ever existed. That there's a possibility you may visit again. Drops in my palm that vanish like wind are the only insubstantial proof. I wait. Breathless; palm extended, breeze pulling through open fingers. Eager for more. Unsure if it … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #6: Falling Into Yourself
There's Always Room for Us in Jello We see each other through cubes, so green, so jiggly Faces twisted, voices contorted Thoughts suspended like the grapes beside us Oh so tasty Don't think twice about eating your surroundings I'm sleeping in a pool of limey goodness So is everybody... now Heehee! We're bathed in … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #5: Award Winning Weirdness.