listen….

“

with open arms

they stand ~ waiting

to embrace

your passion

and

your vision.

“

I can hear their voices

whispering… from afar…

“

can you hear them?

“

your dreams are speaking…..

“

“

“

Note: Jordan left for the West Coast yesterday… with a car full of stuff and two friends.  Their final destination is Los Angeles, however, they are stopping along the way to hike in Colorado – Rocky Mountain National Park.  Jordan will be living and working in LA.  He was accepted into the AFI’s (American Film Institute) Summer Internship Program, which will begin June 15th.  Until then, he has a job – working as an assistant on a film set. (The director is an alumnus of Jordan’s school.) & one more thing… since he will be an AFI intern, he will working on this year’s “AFI Lifetime Achievement Award” program which will be nationally televised in June.  Apparently some dude by the name of Steve Martin is the honoree!!  Geez the kid might as well be attending/working the Academy Awards!!  To quote my son ~ “Mom, they are renting me a tux!”

“

i can see clearly…

∫

when you whisper in my ear,

its as if the whole world

around

me

~ fades ~

and

i am left with nothing

but

this undeniable desire

to become one

with

you

∫

∫

once upon a time…

*

i remember when Power Rangers ruled the world

and

light sabers were the toy of choice ~

*

Batman socks were not allowed to be washed

and

Darth Vader capes had to be worn.

*

hours were spent on the couch watching Star Wars

~ every movie ~

chapters one through six

and

we could never get enough of a T-Rex

eating everything in its midst.

*

~ now ~

it is about fantasy football,

college entrance exams

and

apps to download,

making some bucks

to buy some stuff

and

typing texts to friends upon friends.

*

*

yesterday,

he was my little baby ~

almost 9 lbs of sweet and cuddly coos

with barely a hair on his head,

chunky little cheeks

and

two eyes full of baby blue.

*

today,

he is 5′-11″,

long and lean with an athlete’s build,

two eyes of hazel,

muscular, hairy legs

and

in possession of some serious cooking skills.

*

I keep wondering when and how this all happened,

17 years

have come and gone,

but

what I do know for certain

is I could not be more proud,

of my baby boy

and

what he has become….

*

once upon a very long time……

*

in the beginning…

*

in cooking form – fave shorts, shirt, socks…

*

Mr. Professional….

*

Happy Birthday Peyton!

My Little Man

~ Forever ~

*

 

 

 

scintillating

ϒ

such

quiet grace

can

catapult

one’s imagination

into

a

state of wonderment

~

where flickers arouse the senses

and

the luster

impels

a

dance

of

passion

ϒ

ϒ

electrifying

⁄

⁄

This connections runs HOT –

¦

¦

YOU are hardwired to my core!

⁄

⁄

 

engulfed

ς

enchanted

transcending swells

my lover’s eyes

embraced by his soul

drowning

ς

ς

 

 

humming………

ϒ

ϒ

your sweet words glisten like the morning dew…

they make my heart flutter

and

sing ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~ then i fly!

ϒ

ϒ

soccer sunset

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a kaleidoscope

~

there is a cacophony of feelings

~

ever-present

always changing

never quiet

never still

~

this

emotion

which dominates my troubled mind

~

a constant force driving every color

at every turn

of this

kaleidoscope

~

~

~

i wait for the day

when i can decimate the lens

and

see

nothing

~

only

peace

~

~

a drink

ϒ

ϒ

 ~ two glasses of wine ~

a toast gone awry

shards of glass strewn

mixed

amongst splatters of blood

ϒ

ϒ

tear-filled

~ ~

~ maps ~

littered with red lines

~ roads ~

flooded with waves of tears

~

~ two eyes ~

quaking with sadness

~ ~