Very little grows on jagged rock.
Be ground. Be crumbled,
so wildflowers will come up
where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different. Surrender
~Rumi
![bricolage project day 11 [her]](https://kymberleedellaluce.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/bricolage_project_10-11-15.jpg)
The word of the day is her randomly chosen from Rob Brezny‘s book Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia. Â Oh, how I wish I had the energy tonight to delve into her but alas, it has been a full day. Â I will say that I was at a poetry reading tonight at Columbia City Gallery….
Update on 10/24/2024: Â There used to be an embedded video here of animated robots reading a Keats poem from a site called xtranormal. Â I made some fun videoS there when it was still around. Â Sadly, I didn’t download most of them so they are lost. Â Like so many things. Â ~KdL I enjoy my comfortable life…
querida quanta dragon cloud blowing past a harvest moon querida quanta scent lingering on my fingertips after an afternoon dalliance (or two) querida quanta pixelated silhouette of a lover bringing memories of organic encounters querida quanta pashima warming autumn breeze rippling the edges of wondrous memories querida quanta ripples of Love bursting my heart wide…
There is great strength in softness and vulnerability. When women remember to carry our blade, we don’t need to be tough or hard. Today, I allow my heart to stay open and trust that my Inner Knight is here to protect the Queen that I am so that I can serve with benevolence and grace….
what do you mean by that, anyway? (i mean exactly what i said. there is nothing hidden here) why do you have to question everything? (because things need questioned) can’t you ever just be satisfied? (sure, but not with everything and not right now) maybe you’re in this situation because of the choices you’ve made….
legs tangled in sheets full moonlight caressing her in morning darkness