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

inflated

inflatedand not even surewhere the air came from. nevertheless, i’ll breathe inand float while trying not to thinkabout all the … More

there is not enough time

in catching up on a life that was lost, I’d miss the living in front of me.

again.

the body count
mounts /

again.

Let no one tell you how to live

Let no one tell you how to live;It’s on that day you die a bit.Love is yours to take and … More

Sonnet XLIV – Plans Best Laid

Perhaps if heaven hinges on Our Plan,
That paradise designed may need a tweak.

edges blur

looking In or Out the Window becomes Looking

in swirling chaos

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

You begin this way:

This is your hand, these are my hands, this is the world,
which is round but not flat and has more colors
than we can see.

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.

The Purest Gold

The clouds always part

This is How Love Is

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

Sonnet XLIII – Unsparing

Whatever form that functions is the thing
That proffers wisdom, be it balm or sting.

transition

wisps of potential
precipitation
occlude
the sun’s rays,
goosebumping
my flesh
which was recently warm.

What a Trip – #SoCS

Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.

No Shovel Required

Snow falls and then melts