Do we have to be awayto find home? Not the mortgagedtwo cars in the drivewaydouble-income kind of dwelling I’m talking peacein the heart, comfortin the soul, blessed home I have felt Presencein nature, witnessed Spiritin a newborn’s eyes beheld reverence in a dyingsister’s final breath – fleetingglimpses, nothing solid I seek an eternal senseof belonging, […]
To compensate for the obnoxiousexuberanceof my flameI attemptto oversimplify Oh dear!Seems I’ve failedagain… (As a young woman, obnoxious was the word beaus used when breaking up with me. The poem says the rest. Art my own.)
It’s Monday again –days passing throughmy hands like sand,no receptacle in whichto catch the granules –why this sense of urgency? In high school, I played hookywiped away the hours in emptyplaces, sought answers forquestions I could not articulate,chased dust while other formulateddreams – how is this any different? Am I not just recreating the pattern,painting […]
I love that last verse, that is how I feel, outside the lines suits me better.
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You do it well, too! Thanks.
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Thank you VJ
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I like this. Outside the lines…so much more interesting. Bending them when needed.
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Thanks – flexibility essential,
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Outside the lines is where our creativity comes from and yours is brilliant! ❤
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Thank you! You always make my day.
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As you always make mine sharing your beautiful heart and photography in your posts! ❤
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You have some absolutely marvelous lines. 😀 😀
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Ha ha – thanks.
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Outside the lines makes for interesting poetry!
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Absolutely!
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