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amidst a dream

A mist fills the air
whilst the streets calmly breathe.
In the distance an orb of light glimmers
– amongst shades drawn –
concealing stories of the night.

Above the falling sands of time,
a sound of seduction floats through the haze…
Somewhere a musician strokes the keys
while another
quietly strums his guitar.

Along the drowsy path she walks
alone in her thoughts
– glancing above –
Imagining stories of intrigue
tucked away
from the light of day.

While in the recesses of her weary mind,
she can hear a drifting yet familiar sound…
It draws her
– close –
absorbing the rhythm deep within.

There is a sudden urge to escape, to express
– that –
which is locked away in her heart…
A swell of hunger breaks away
surges through her limbs.
Her gait awakens,
there is a bounce and a luster –
As she makes her way along the path…
toward the muted light…
she stops.
In that instant, she sees a hand
reaching through the beams of light 
as if beckoning her to accompany him…

to join him in a dance.

As her cheeks blossom like the petals of a rose
she looks deep within his eyes.
Taking his hand she glides closer
with grace and ease of the dancer within…
A moment of chance…
so… begin the first steps…
As one,
they flow in motion and passion
wrapped in harmonies of song and the swells of their heart.
Their movements are driven by desire never dared –
this is a dance they have rehearsed
have never shared.

With a hand on her waist and the other interlocked with hers,
they float about like a feather
– drifting in the wind –
they lift each other… in spirit they fly
high above the shadows and the pulse of the night.

Pure joy is created while time stands still
coexisting in the moment,
alone under a misty glow of light.
All is what it should be…
– But –
It stopped. The music stopped.
The rhythm deep within her soul,
inspiring her,
moving her,
sustaining her
She stood still and stared at what was her salvation –
it was cold, inanimate…
a lamp-post.

She took a step back, as reality stabbed her in the chest –
while looking at the ground in shame,
she gracefully curtsied
turned and walked away.
Along the drowsy path, she continued
there were no more thoughts of passion
soaring above rooftops –
– only –
a single tear fell from her eye…
along with it,

or at least for now…

This piece is dedicated to the person who, in his mind, contributed very little to a writer’s collaboration.  Bits and pieces, maybe,  but most importantly, he contributed to a dream from decades past.

Thank You for the Inspiration – Jason.



May 22, 2014 at 4:11 pm 10 comments

Thank You Transmission #1

‘Tis the time of year to give thanks, so I have decided to do so in a story telling format (after having been inspired by watching the Harry Potter marathon on the Fox Family Channel and the Star Wars Marathon on the Spike Channel – two cable channels in the USofA).  Without further adieu – make yourself comfy, cue the tunes and away we go…..

Once upon a long time ago, in a universe far, far away, there lived a clan of four soldiers.  (This is a true story) They were a kind, loving bunch spreading goodwill throughout the universe – protecting those who could not protect themselves.   The leader of the clan, Syd Pee 3-O, was the strongest of them all with a Paw that could maim with a single swipe.  Next in command was the brains of the operation,  Jor-2-d-2.  He was the technical mastermind, able to bring any operating system to its knees.  Then there was the director of security, Master PeYoda.  He could cook up any top-secret plan and execute it with precision.  The last member, MomBacca, took it upon herself to watch over the clan – making certain the ship was operational, supply clean underwear, food in the fridge and – this is the most important – tuck the soldiers in at night.  MomBacca did have one more responsibility – to blog, aka to communicate.  Blogging made use of the W3 (top-secret wavey things in space), and for the millions of other goodwill soldiers, this was their only means of communication.

Eons of years were spent traversing the universe.  Eons of  clans came and went and many blogs were transmitted, whereupon they still do exist – floating amongst the W3’s in space.  Many of these transmissions have been passed down from generation to generation and some have been placed into a collective source called the WP…………….flash to present day…….

I am the great, great, great…etc… grandchild of MomBacca.  I still oversee the transport, food and laundry of my little clan and I have continued the tradition of blogging.  I blog about many things but one of my absolute favorite things to blog about is gratitude for my fellow ‘clans people’ and here is one such transmission…….

The Sunshine Award


Gifted by Shaun at

The criteria:

1) Use the logo above in the post.
2) Link to whoever nominated you.
3) Write ten pieces of information about yourself.
4) Nominate ten (5) fellow bloggers “who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere.”
5) Leave a comment on the nominees’ blogs to tell them of the award.

My five (should be ten) nominees:


Most Influential Award


Gifted by Shaun at

The rules of this award are:

1. Add the award logo to your blog.
2. Answer the following questions.
3. And pass the award on to 10 (5) other blogs and let them know.

The 10 Questions:

1) What makes you the happiest?  My children.
2) Do you love the Oceans or Mountains?  I love both, but if I had to choose one, it would be the mountains.
3) What has been a special moment in 2013?  There have been many – Jordan’s graduation from high school, his first job and going away to college.  Peyton turning 16 and taking him for his first spin behind the wheel, ….
4) What’s your favorite quote? “Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it” – David Foster
5) Do you like yourself?  I plead the Fifth Amendment.
6) Do you stay up till midnight on New Year? Only when my boys are with me, otherwise I go to bed early.
7) Something you wish could be done ASAP?  Lots of things.
8) What was your favorite class when still at school?  English Literature
9) What musical instrument have you tried to play? Piano
10) Anything you wish to have learned earlier?  Lots of things.
11) Do you like to do Crafts, Drawing or Painting? Sewing

My five (should be ten) nominees are:


The Versatile Blogger Award

The Versatile Blogger Award

Gifted by Ilka at

  •  Thank the person who gave you this award.
  •  Include a link to their blog.
  •  Next, select 15 (5) blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
  •  Nominate these 15 (5) bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award — include a link to this site.
  •  Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.

My five (should be fifteen) nominees are:


As you can see, I have bent the rules quite a bit.   I have adjusted the number of nominees and the amount of information given about me.  First of all, there is not too much to tell about myself and secondly, I want to spare you the many more words I have to type – of which I have many more to type and they will be revealed shortly with a few more upcoming ‘transmissions’ of gratitude.

I would like to end on this note:  I sincerely want to thank each and every fellow blogger for each moment you have gifted of yourself on your blog site.  These include more than the follows,  likes, comments and awards you have given me – they are the photos, words, thoughts and feelings expressed in each post – the little bits of yourselves you share across the W3’s on the WP!

Until the next transmission –

Happy Reading, Happy Writing


Happy Day!

With love,


November 30, 2013 at 6:59 pm 29 comments

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