a haiku of endings
wind whispers her sweet longing turgid moon shining my heart weeps with fresh sorrow
wind whispers her sweet longing turgid moon shining my heart weeps with fresh sorrow
fear is an animated nightmare love is truth and beauty fear is projected reality love is caring connection fear is clinging and grasping love is surrender and faith fear is a self-fulfilling prophecy love is an answered prayer
snip snip snip cutting ties that have bound and cut off the circulation to my heart stich stich stich stiching and weaving the love that is close more firmly and deeply into my life snip to the fantasies snip to button eyes snip to deception stiching care and love stiching co-creation stiching radical honesty no…
girls playing on a zip line the scent of clover his voice merging with sunlight
“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…