A cloud weighs 1 million pounds. Does it know? Does it care? Floating high in the sky. Producing life giving water and fuel for imaginations. ~ The average iceberg weighs between 100,000 – 200,000 tons. Does it know it? Does it care? Floating peacefully on the water. What you see is not what you get.Continue reading “Do they care?”
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I’ve got an itch, deep beneath the surface, needs scratched. Limber fingers, dance. ~ Soft finger tips glide over eager, yearning skin goosebumps begin. ~ The face of nature smiles upon the glistening moisture, bodies joined
Waste not. Want not; mint
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. More tea please. My taste buds it does tease. ~ Grow mint in my garden. Dry, store, for mint tea anytime. My budget soars. ~ Happy little Tea Man gets to steep in hot water; not too deep.
Write
Write with all your might. Write til your fingers bleed. Write til your heart stops aching. Write til night extinguishes the light. ~ Write with all your might. Write words that have no meaning. Write words that can’t stop screaming. Write til light extinguishes the night. ~ Write with all your might. Write, someone mightContinue reading “Write”
Stuff
Trundle buggies trundle trailers we all have stuff ~ We cart it here. We cart it there. We cart it everywhere. ~ An RV the size of tour buss pulling full sized pick-up truck. Vehicles with bikes and kayaks. ~ Hamburger boxes (aka luggage totes) on top of SUV’s. Hard body or soft body. FullContinue reading “Stuff”
Christmas responce
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Flowers
A poetic conversation
A fellow blogger left a comment on a section of my story Winter Season. Thank you for the comment. And inspiring a poem in response.
Passionate
What are you passionate about? I’d like to say, I’m passionate about God. There are so many things I question. ~ I’d like to say, I’m passionate about reading. Sometimes the material just lays there uninspiring. ~ I’d like to say, I’m passionate about my fam-ends. There are times, I just want to be alone.Continue reading “Passionate”
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