looking In or Out the Window becomes Looking
in swirling chaos /
together – we find center /
and you make me feel
Or IS it a “sign” at all?
Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.
I still don’t know where to start.
For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.
Snow falls and then melts
Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.
I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And … More
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind … More
Competing interests /
Often call for some losses /
Before both can win
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.
We can’t get enough
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
The bad’s still there – I’ll let the best abound.
Opposites attract, Except, of course, when they Don’t.
I swear I’ve been here