who… will…

~

Who will be the one

with the courage to embark

on a journey

to lands still yet unknown?

To face the darkness

and

navigate the cracks

which lead

to a wide open door?

To surf the waves

~ the highs and lows ~

and

stand strong

like

a beacon

on the shore?

~

~

Who will be the one

with a fearless heart

and

the dedication

to walk

into

my

soul

&

stay

?

~

~

Chandler, AZ – taken by Jordan at the Sheraton Wild Horse Pass

~

time…..passing….

~

one month is almost over ~

another month is about to arrive ~

two more months will bring the end of a year ~

followed by a new one in which i hope to survive*….

~

it seems time is moving faster and faster

as each year keeps passing me by

and

i can not help but wonder ~

how many more years

will

‘my life’

supply?

~

~

~

*authors note:  thrive may be used as an ‘optimistic substitute’

~

 

the answer

¿

minds forming questions

questions seeking answers

but

what do answers want?

~ ~ ~ quite a perplexing question ~ ~ ~

do answers want to be revealed?

or

do answers prefer a life of mystery?

I do not know

~ however ~

when I find an answer to this question,

I will certainly ask!

¿

¿

¿

a pinch

~

pinch

me

please

~

i need to know

i am not

sleeping

through

this

dream

~

October 9, 2014 at 5:25am

~

~

looking beyond…

~

my beloved little ballerina

she has been spinning for decades ~

a colorful history

full of good

and

some bad.

~

perfect?

she is not ~

a few blemishes here,

a crack there.

~

yes, she is old

and

her beauty is fading,

but

can you see beyond her flaws?

can you accept who she is

and

the imperfections

which

embody the woman you see?

~

in spite of a crack, i only see  perfection

~

 

my list…

•

I write to:

•  think

•  feel

•  cry

•  laugh

•  sing

•  dance

•  play

•  let go

•  hide

•  communicate

•  love

•  dream

•  live

•  to be determined…*

&

then

sometimes

i write

to

write.

.

.

*note to reader:  i am always adding to my lists…

to be continued…….

A HA!

.

I HAVE MORE EVIDENCE!

.

Spring, 2014

.

THIS IS A SPECIAL MESSAGE TO TEAM PEE:

As I was cleaning out my phone, I came across a photo taken in the Spring.  Yes, same chair.  Yes, same carpet.  Yes, same spot, but – NO not the same tissue.  So, what does this all mean?

It means all of Sydnee Pee’s fans have been brainwashed!  You have been taken in by the charms of Ms. Sydnee Pee and her really big brown eyes!

A little FYI:  I have it on the highest authority that the Van Morrison song Brown Eyed Girl was written about Sydnee Pee.  My credible source?  A one-armed hairy lady on the street with a deep voice, rather long nose with very long whiskers, a bit of a limp and humph……… now that I think back on it – – Oh No – –  she may have been hiding what looked to be maybe a tail under her dress – –

Uh Oh!

Gosh darnit!

.

???????

.

can you ~

~ ~ ~

can you feel

the rhythm

of

my heart

~ ~ ~

this heart,

which holds you very close

~ ~ ~

this heart,

which will never,

ever

let

you

go

~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~ ∞ ~ ~ ~

unpublished…

.

..

…

stories upon stories

chapters upon chapters

so many books written

so many more volumes ~

unknown…

…

..

.

why?

~

why?

~

why do we have to die?

family, friends, pets – why?

~

why does death have to be a part of life?

~

the pain, the sadness, the tears – why?

~

why do those we love have to go away?

~

why can’t they stay for one more day?

~

one more day so we can say all that we need to say ~

~

one last time ~

~

a last “i am sorry”

a last “i thank you”

a last “i will miss you”

a last “i love you”

~

the last “goodbye”

~

why?

~

please tell me why?

~