me/Me

mechanically mesmerizing / to be A me you want see…

I’ve Found My Place

I’ve found my place; the place is peace, / Though tangled tempests tip the ship.

Start. again. anew.

start. again. anew.
transformed again by some truth

Mystery Meal

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. … More

in swirling chaos

in swirling chaos /
together – we find center /
and you make me feel

what will the waves do with their fury?

Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.

Self-challenge, and… go.

I still don’t know where to start.

This is How Love Is

For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
Grasps Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.

Fractured Faces

Safe
in our certain
Somethingness…

Don’t Yuck Someone Else’s Yum – #SoCS

You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.

Sonnet XL: Refocusing

The bad’s still there – I’ll let the best abound.

Insides Out

I want to live with Insides Out / Is ever too much Out in doubt?

I’ve fallen for myself

And in this place / of perfect / prostration, / I discover Love / in abundance / for all.

I once thought bliss a baseless myth.

I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith; I once thought bliss a baseless myth.

We seek to do what few will understand

We seek to do what few can understand / It doesn’t mean it isn’t worth the doing…

lost and ‘found verse’

I’ve never been so healthy.

beyond the churn

The chance to look backward is all bittersweet

More!

Write More of this love You have Found!

our certain somethingness

others are here, and I bid them come, but I find a special warmth in our certain somethingness.

Our many loves are but One Love

One washes over One to More; He got more wet… or did She?