at dusk
cartwheels on the grass
sister teaching sister
with ubuntu
the crunch
of dried autumn leaves
fading red sun shimmers
on the river
pink cheeks
hair tumbling wildly
we watch our breath appear
on the exhale
moments
woven together
with great laughter and love
in autumn bliss
Presto! The Magus created a life of beauty and grace by pulling it out of her hat! Life is so dellaluscious right now. It almost seems like it should be illegal but I’ll just keep letting more of these good things flow: Smart, fabulous kids. Spaciousness for love and creativity. More sexy, talented man who…
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The word of the day is her randomly chosen from Rob Brezny‘s book Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia. Oh, how I wish I had the energy tonight to delve into her but alas, it has been a full day. I will say that I was at a poetry reading tonight at Columbia City Gallery….
This misty, Sunday morning, so cozy and warm. A world of wonder awaits!
Life is a waterfall We’re one in the river And one again after the fall Swimming through the void We hear the word We lose ourselves But we find it all…. Cause we are the ones that want to play Always want to go But you never want to stay And we are the ones…
your three to my one the amber and the red twenty five cents and a vibrating tilt-a-whirl you spoke of carnivals and dark, dusty paths that lead to where we need to be (to peeking behind the boards where darts come towards our hearts) popcorn with truffle oil meaningless meetings and Hoffa screwing and killing…