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
“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…
comfortable but not complacent happy but slightly discontent safe but still taking risks
I cut myself yesterday at a party. My daughter came over and blotted my sliced knee with a paper towel, dabbing gently. It was very dear. We asked the hostess if she had any bandaids. She came back with them along with some antibacterial cream. As she dabbed at my cuts, I thanked her for…
the fire was spun like caramelized sugar with a smirk (and the hissing) my tongue, wet and hungry reached out to closed spaces (closing spaces) the balloons soaring above the firelight taking a piece of me into the embers below (with a hiss) it darkened and everything went cold the fire remains but doesn’t warm…
Butterflies were released from the dark places. Her heart, relieved and stronger, flung itself wider. (and she rejoiced)