I’ve found my place; the place is peace, / Though tangled tempests tip the ship.
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 /
together – we find center /
and you make me feel
I still don’t know where to start.
Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.
in our certain
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.
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
Opposites attract, Except, of course, when they Don’t.
I want to live with Insides Out / Is ever too much Out in doubt?
The road from here is rocky danger /
And when we reach the end – who knows? / A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
A New Embarrassment of Riches…?
The wheels came off,And foolishly… I kept driving… When I had a mechanicIn the passenger seat TheWholeDamnTime Wanting So badly … More
We seek to do what few can understand / It doesn’t mean it isn’t worth the doing…
Write More of this love You have Found!
others are here, and I bid them come, but I find a special warmth in our certain somethingness.