This may be a little preachy, but so be it. I lived for years in creature comfort, surrounded by warmth and family and oblivious to much of the suffering in the world. Worse, I really didn’t understand all the forms it could take, how invidious it was, how it could erode people’s souls and how…… Continue reading Reaching Out
Tag: Love
Pain
I’m contemplating pain today in all its myriad forms. We all understand the pain of a cut, they happen all the time, sharp but usually not lingering. The pain of a burn might linger awhile and go deep and can be truly excruciating. Then there are severe physical pains, passing kidney stones and childbirth come…… Continue reading Pain
Pictures lacking soul
The other day while sitting with our friend at the craft show I found I needed lunch, I mean that’s what happens between breakfast and dinner, right? There was a pizza guy there, an older gent, maybe in his seventies, but could have been a little more. Really charming. Even a little flirtatious. i got…… Continue reading Pictures lacking soul
Venus at midnight
I see your limbs akimbo Like staggered moonlit beams Your face lit in the starlight there It brings such thoughts to me The moving shadows branches shake Add to the scene You pose upon bended knee Arch your back with ease Comfort your young lover there As she cries fitfully Soon her sobs turn into…… Continue reading Venus at midnight
Blossums
I found my love, I found her there, The scent of roses, In her hair All arrayed, In solar rays, The image burned, To end of days I held my love, I held her there, The taste of cherries, On her lips Her soft caress, Made me to glow, The softest skin, Her touch made…… Continue reading Blossums
On a hillside morning
I saw my love I saw her near With locks of golden shining hair Her head was high Her neck was thin I longed to kiss her there again Down the pathway Down I came To see my lovely lass again She rose up To meet me there With her locks of golden hair She…… Continue reading On a hillside morning
Taking Time
Take your time Walk the line Between the past and ties that bind you to the ground you must escape to find the flight you must make haste Oh winged bird Seen on high What do you see from the sky? The earth and sea Lay far below And far away you do go Where the…… Continue reading Taking Time
My Gifted Life 