Melt me. Set me free. ~ Are you willing to find the prize hidden inside. Are you able to fine where a future resides? ~ Melt me. Set me free. ~ A story fit for generations. A depth seeking penetration. ~ Melt me. Set me free. ~ A kind word. A gentle art. No games.Continue reading “The prize”
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😢 NOOOOO
I’m no longer a novid. I got Covid. 😢
Purple
*Bois d’ arc aka Lions Mane, A poetic conversation, 2024.
I serenade my sweet
What’s your favorite candy? I serenade my sweet. O, how I love thee. Thy scent, divine. The mere thought of you, heaven. ~ Oh, my sweet. Numbers are useless. Words powerless. Expression meaningless. ~ My sweet. My desire. My knees buckle at the thought. My mind looses all direction. ~ Oh, my sweet. I numberContinue reading “I serenade my sweet”
Not today
Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done. Not today ~ You get me from point A to B. Nothing about you is free. ~ We have a lot of good times together. In all kinds of weather. ~ The major things get done. Let someone else have that fun. ~ It needs toContinue reading “Not today”
Which came first?
The chicken or the egg? Dance or music? Poetry or song? *Ballet with no music can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? The tear or duck tape? The rubber or the road? The flat tire or the fix-a-flat? Eggs without bacon can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? Honey or the bee? The moon orContinue reading “Which came first?”
A hint of longing
A nudge in the brain. An intertwined mind. A strain. A whisp of air. A spark to start. A glimpse of a memory. A tranquil breach. A hint of longing. A desperate glance. Tingling dance. Mingling declared. Essence faint – precious and divine. A scent that stirs. Symphonies past. A string. A ping. An intoxicatingContinue reading “A hint of longing”
Forgiveness in progress
This is my last post in a series; Forgiveness in progress
Waste not. Want not: hangers
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living.
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