The best kind of storm –
White, to blot out all the gray
Month: January 2022
See Where I Might Land – SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind … More
Then I Will Bring a Boat
It seems my friends have Sorrows fit to Drown;
They’ve just enough Pure Joy to stay Afloat.
Win/Win?
Competing interests /
Often call for some losses /
Before both can win
Sunset
We can’t always live In the daylight…
Trapped in Amber
Trapped in
Amber,
Some things remain
Intact
For
Millenia.
‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
Away, aweigh, ’tis love which calls us forth;
The love which calls shall push us there as well.
When globe reveals what’s east, west, south or north
‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
Divine
I used to think
Divinity hid
behind clouds,
Picked by Default
I prayed daily for the (disappointingly rare) “indoor recess” which would protect me from having to reveal any further my painfully evident dearth of kinesthetic intelligence.
The Roller Coast
We can’t get enough
of
The Coasters.
600 Miles
In a virtual world,
what are
several hundred
miles
or
hours…
two… nine…
Missed It
The Magi showed up / And revealed / Divinity
No Words
I have nothing to write today, so I colored. Here is my contribution to the cosmos.
The Hour is Late
Unopened doors in neverending halls / I know I have the choice to alter clime
I put my finger on the “thing”
I put my finger on the “thing” / But then “thing” moved – or was it me?
Solve-ing Nothing.
Revolve…