Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“I think that one’s art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows.” ― Emily Carr Ancient Baobabs kiss the cerulean sky from… Continue Reading “Baobabs”
heads bowed praying for sun’s warm kiss delicate poppies Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1716 Poppies
lacy leaves and pods delicate blooms kissing sky bright field of flowers Carpe Diem Haku Kai: #1715 Field of Flowers
“A deep woman is a universe to explore, she is very challenging; but she is life.” ― Lebo Grand My scorching soul like the sun set aflamewhen roving hands echoing hot desiresplaying music on sweet skin without shamefeeding our hunger, stoking inner firesuntil flames consume… Continue Reading “Tangled”
“Geologists have a saying – rocks remember.” -Neil Armstrong What does this rock dream while it sleeps in the sun? Does it recall wooly mammoths that once trod this land can the rock remember its birth and how it came to be Was it… Continue Reading “The Rock Remembers”
summer heat thrumming singing in halcyon air cicadas in love Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Summer has ended #1714 free styling Frank J. Tassone: Hakai Challenge #96
Heat lightning in black chalkboard skythe dusty air thick, skeleton bone drycollapse of thunderstorm approaching, comes haboob, a wall of dust encroaching whilespectral saguaros beg the gray lead cloudsto lighten their burdensome loadas the arid desert cries for relief from searing heatin the form… Continue Reading “Chalkboard Sky”
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