Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
As I walk the path in the rose garden, my senses come alive. The brilliant hued colors of the roses draw not only me, but the butterflies as well. There on a rose, sits a praying mantis, patient as it waits for dinner. The… Continue Reading “Rose Garden”
Fleshy green leaves wait, their patience tested here in the desert. Yearning for the soft patter of raindrops on leaves to beckon forth flowers.
Here in my garden, there is peace; there is a quiet stillness. I sit, with pencil and stark white paper, writing. Baring my naked soul for all who read to see. My sorrows, my hopes, my dreams, my downfalls. A butterfly flutters by, landing… Continue Reading “Quiet Nakedness”
A little over a year ago, I left my career. I had a high pressure position that demanded a great deal of my time. My travel was extensive and the only times I was alone was in a hotel room. I used those moments… Continue Reading “Haibun: Loneliness”
An evening meditation gives me the gift of a rainbow. Behind my veiled eyes, the colors burst forth in a brilliant promise of hope and love. I linger here, in the colors of my mind, waiting as they fade and disperse into the ether.
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