When I saw the prompt for this week’s stream of consciousness, I literally laughed out loud.
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The Palette of My Life Some Colors Short – Sonnet XXXVI
These metaphors diverse I do intend; Results remain remote unto the end.
#whyiwrite
It’s a little bit ironic, dontcha think?
Undulation
a cosmic interplay of divine wind peacefully undulates over creation and seeks to ignite the fire from within. As it … More
If…
All that matters is today and the “ifs” I face which will create my tomorrow.
Freedom as Farce
The power we promised / But can’t deliver
lighten up and splash a little
Sometimes we dance on the sand and wayward waves tickle our toes with cooling licks.
beginning to shift
The block in my brain is beginning to shift; It seems not a moment too soon.
I AM NOT OK
Today (October 10) is World Mental Health Day. And I am not OK. Many around you are not OK. You … More
Fish-Eye Blind
On and on, up the food chain…
The Paradox – Sonnet XXXIV
Why fail to act when acting holds the key? This riddle I have just begun to solve.
Uninspired – #SoCS
I aspire to more than what I can inspire today.
in a previous light
in the layers of life / it’s darkest in the middle / right where the eye wants to fall.
America – A Lament
Turns out the abbreviation for United States is spot on.
pavane funéraire
you feel alone now / but now is not forever
give way
This morning – Three lines
Not Near Enough
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like. In fact, … More
Too.
…that soothing balm / For which / All our Sore Souls / Cry.
Some Missing Pieces Aren’t Meant to be Filled. – #SoCS
Here’s the truth: we’re all incomplete puzzles and will likely ALWAYS be incomplete, even if we finally get our shit together with healthy spirituality, quality therapy and/or the right medication. In fact, spirituality, therapy and meds just help us deal with the fact that we have missing pieces and (hopefully) stop us from trying to fill those holes with unhealthy actions, relationships, or substances.
I come to warmth from cold which reigned supreme
Now hoarfrost melts to liquid dew agleam
