The Sprouting Tale

How I wish I could write…like a Tree grows deeply sown anchored in sturdy roots settling and extending girth beneath the surface then sprout of thought breaks soil rising slowly seeking the warmth… Continue reading →

Beckoned

Anticipation… Worth the while as sumptuous flavour explodes here   The House special tempts baked to perfection, I dive. A taste of heaven.   The Unknown beckons elevated spirit, a bliss overwhelming.  … Continue reading →

“…And That Song is Don’t Forget”

  All that you were here All that we knew Crushed in a moment When light dimmed from view. One year in passing Fanning your flame Hoping in moments True Healing can claim… Continue reading →

Not…Yet

Falling… failing… drifting.. Flat! Sadness brimming, stunned by that. Carefree, dropping, weeping done… so much lost, ‘til starts begun. Waiting kills it, frost will bite shivered breaking, long dark night. Ponder, “It was… Continue reading →

Fire Alive

Bursting Bright, I am speechless, awed by something so much greater than me.   Astounding beauty painted by the master and given to me, Free.   Yearning for Autumn my soul is captivated,… Continue reading →

You, Girl

YOU are Your every step studying the world, waiting for Your moment’s jump As light is awakened.   YOU are Your every thought fashioning your gold, pausing to still take it in As… Continue reading →

Everywhere

Sometimes… I wish I was Rain enveloping the whole world bathing, splashing spray every which way on, over, under, everything My refreshing shower nurturing the earth alive, drenching the filth, endlessly amused at… Continue reading →

Anchored again

The Fall has ushered in a newness I am happily embracing. No longer Adrift, I am extremely excited to share that I have acquired a new editor. I’m ready to sail once again.… Continue reading →

Gleam

So close… on the horizon something stirs rippling its way. A high rises, but moan delays victory. A pushed weariness and lapping strokes thrash and carry me still toward the Glimmering light.  … Continue reading →

A Twinkler’s Wink

He had a joke. He had a story. He’d make you laugh, if you had time. He’d CHUCKle first before he’d say it, then magic, poof! He’d pull a dime. We loved his… Continue reading →