encaustic overlaid with digital photo dark and ever darker turning deep within the songbird prepares her flight
If you’re married, I am NOT interested. If you’re a liar or a cheat, leave me alone. If you withhold the truth (or your feelings for that matter) out of fear of loss or getting hurt, steer clear. If you think sending text messages saying, “I miss you” or “I want u” when you’re not…
She answered me with an Irish glint in her eye.
Bring it, Universe. This beats being protected within the context of “I’ll protect you in exchange for the right to control you.” So, I’ll bring the winsome smile and let the rest come along. I’ll be the flower just being a beautiful flower and let the bees and the rain and the sun come to…
maker of memories complicated and wild flinging your heart wide and open force of nature tender and raw full of smiles wisdom and charm (you)
My daughter, Gigi, and I read poetry to one another in the morning at breakfast. She read this one to me last week. Today, as we lay snuggled at Seward Park in Seattle, basking in the sunlight and watching it glisten on the water, I was reminded of this poem and the miracle of life…