dynamics

I cross T’s, I dot i’s.

I string words into lines ~ ~ ~ of verse,

I create a vessel in which to sail

upon

an ever-changing sea

~ yet ~

it

is

deep

within

the static pools of silence…

where

I

dive

beneath each

sigh ~

a n d

generate a current

of

thoughts

and

feelings.

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let us ponder for a while…

it seems that awhile

is just that ~ ~ ~ awhile.

never anything more,

never anything less

which

makes me wonder ~ ~ ~

awhile can never be forever,

but

awhile is better….than never.

right?

inner space

my words stand on the inside

looking ~ and ~ wanting

to be embraced

by

understanding

and

by eyes ~ that listen…

a lesson from above

soaking up the rays

there is much more to the eye

than a crystal blue sky ~

it is a powerful reminder

to be grateful

for each moment given….

to be alive.

**though we have had vortexes combined with snow, ice, wind gusts, rain, thunder, lightning, melting, flooding….all within a period of a few weeks…we have had a few sunny days with no clouds and beautifully incandescent blue skies….

a winter remedy

warm heart wrapped in hope

humor mixed with tolerance

winter survival

we bring our chapters to life

through

stories etched in moments passed

and

time unbeknownst to the author’s pen.

a walk with P – act II

take me

to the place

where

words sprout wings

amongst

imaginable dreams

and

beyond ~

cognitive couching

the cliche states ~

“Dream big or go home.”

I disagree.

I say ~

“Even the tiniest of dreams

is

a reason to stay.”

I stand on the edge of slumber ~

searching… reaching…

for words to lead me far ~ ~

beyond the twilight

of my thoughts…

and

embrace my dreams in strokes

of billowing grace…

beyond….

a rose

is a rose

is a rose ~ unless

one chooses

to

delve

deep

into the shadows ~

and beyond

where only the imagination has eyes

to believe…