Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“They both listened silently to the water, which to them was not just water, but the voice of life, the voice of Being, the voice of perpetual Becoming.” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha Though the water is crystal cleartiny bubbles distort the viewa lifetime remembered in blueof… Continue Reading “Of Liquid Memories and Tears”
As light spills upon white paperWe contemplate life’s fickle fateCaught up in this capricious state Pawns in play for our creator. Though there’s no point to belaborWhat riddled perils day may bringTo our past we should never clingFor mystery awaits in hasteWith few precious… Continue Reading “Whatever It Brings”
This morning dawned with a cool kissTendered upon my grateful heartFor summer’s heat at last departsBasking in autumn’s breeze, what bliss; Which gives me pause to reminisceOf summers past, spent in sunshineSipping glasses of chilled white wineSharing our dreams of what’s to comeListening to… Continue Reading “Reminiscing Summer”
“Dusty hydrangeas pale as robins’ eggs. Delphiniums iridescent as butterfly wings. Cornflowers the hazy blue of the summer skies” ― Ella Griffin, The Flower Arrangement Given the chance to start anewTo embrace my future with gleeGrateful to be free of diseaseI paint my life in shades… Continue Reading “Shades of Blue”
“One day you will kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.” ― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever In the darkness I have my dreamsof a time when body and soulcame together to make a wholeThese days nothing is as… Continue Reading “Lost”
These are days of endless summeras we bow in defeat to heatwilting petals fall at our feetsun pounding down, a mad drummerwhile we long for winter’s slumber Morning dawns in tranquilitylight breaks through with fragilityawash in a rose colored skyso we lift our weary… Continue Reading “The Fragility of Tranquility”
Let’s go to the garden my loveand stroll among fragrant flowersLet’s waste away remaining hoursserenaded by mourning doves on high amidst green leaves above Come sit with me, linger awhileas daylight wanes on sun’s dialI want to gaze upon your facelost in our passionate embracebasking… Continue Reading “As Daylight Wanes”
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