back through the quiet village streets after drinking to a new moon in leo with some mead wine we dined on a lovely red sauce and pasta and out the window i spy a Trumpet Vine, so afterward riding home admiring the stars above below me these two wheels that take me a distance from where he had become consequence truth evolved lies lying prostate … Continue reading perspectives
scared away by the strangers and the noise of her owner’s death until one quiet night she caught sight of him, that one she had chosen so many years ago when he was more a stray than her, knowin’ she was always his familiar. Continue reading sweet sophie
solitude, am i at rest, here, at peace, in prayer quietly i am for the weekly photo challenge /// satisfaction Continue reading satisfaction
sheltered from the gentle rain falling thru zigzaggy leaves of the black walnut tree out here within the in-between of broken things have come new dreams refreshed from the journey and this place of my own creation the spirit sings awaiting on the wind to kiss my chimes as i say goodbye to past desire inspired by solitude a sacred place to call my own … Continue reading the wind thru the chimes
it was a day of unusual things as many were with Tim, splendid, horrifying, heartbreaking, rarely ever dull. for the weekly photo challenge // unusual Continue reading in my rearview mirror
she waited, you know, until the men had left and slipped away with just the women, taking deaths outstretched hand. and now, that she is ashes, and her stories told, and her boys have gone back home, once again he sits there on my velvet settee with our coffee i watch him surrender to the loss of her. Continue reading after her
these tiger stripes upon my thighs trace every gain and every loss, of weight, of men, of days, as many pounds shed as tears through the years as gray hair upon my head. Continue reading i of as i
to capture a thing first one must seek it’s very soul, and set it free. Continue reading within
those days still sometimes stand and stare and wonder where to go after i gave them mercy as i swept them away, like cobwebs in the corners on a hot summer day, blowing in the breeze from a window fan dangling and dancing in the wind no more. Continue reading with him gone
collage // for the weekly photo challenge Continue reading Fern Porn
i realized just now i want i want i want but not now. now i want to revel in meadows and taken by the wind down parkways that wind alongside that river all on my own. Continue reading i am
and all of the birds with their golden fur lined nest come to visit me. Continue reading what lieth at the heart of a furry village
with just a few bucks in the bank ಥಥ and turn to the fridge for a snack. eyeing them there in the back do i try one more time? four years it has sat there; bought that first week i moved in, tempting me, taunting me. بب one more time, again and again. others have tried, and failed. till smack on the bottom twist, and … Continue reading how i finally opened that [email protected]~n jar of pickles
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