A Trouts last stand

Twist of memory, range of thought, like a trout, in his net, well, and truly caught. Let’s not tarry over, fretfully attempting to leap. to find that slap of water, never more to be felt, or known. Instead, in these last precious seconds, let us look, with a fish-eye, this fate, full on and flipContinue reading “A Trouts last stand”

Travel

Travel to unseen places, smell the air that you have ne’er seen before, taste the eloquence of life’s creation, and savor it slowly over Bree and crackers.  Travel to new vistas, let the movement of the world embrace, and startle, bring to life a new connection, struggle to see a new viewpoint awakened.  Travel deeperContinue reading “Travel”

To live, to love…to be another day.

Like a cup that slips it’s contents unaware it has a purpose. Like a tree that shadows forth making heat less formal. Like a shoulder that sustains making falling impossible. Like a bell that stills but remembers the ringing. Like a heart that sings never forgetting song. Like a memory repeating testimony to the love.Continue reading “To live, to love…to be another day.”

tidbits of endearment

Don’t forget the chickens oh, how we love those chickens and spades to dig our sandcastles with cheese and root-beer cause laughing makes you hungry. Amazing tales, of bravery, the world and soap somehow saved by commited souls, rubber duck and his tortoise, slowly but steadily completing a smile that was waiting. Lets make toastContinue reading “tidbits of endearment”

The honest.

I will write you pages, books, reams of dreams! Constant reminders, always that you are wondrous, always that you are great. For men like you, are flighty things  that need sweet reminding! How easily they forget and curl back under never to be seen again. Stay with me, hold me, never go back to hiding,Continue reading “The honest.”

Thoughts repeated..

The luminosity of a mind transfixed in dreaming of complexities simply to honor promise of being somewhat more complicated though, in my mind simplicity is merely the focus downward spiraled to relief in the form of something condensed but no less heartening and delicately revealing. What then say you, my heart? Do you underestimate myContinue reading “Thoughts repeated..”

The quirky way he loves me..

Today… She regarded his smile with delightful cast “he really does have a way”  her inner child did say, as she covered his face with kisses   in the beginning..   Standing on her head for another viewpoint, she was startled to find him waiting, his ears flopping gently as he attempted to look herContinue reading “The quirky way he loves me..”

Tribute to a Selma dream

(To Selma, who inspires me.) “He makes me feel alive” she wrote it in her dairy, the only thing she left behind, a memory, but not of him, not of the man, blood and bone, left to pick up pieces, scattering ashes and pages, like a lost wind howling, unknowing of what it missed inContinue reading “Tribute to a Selma dream”

Trust in me…

cold wind man there will be times when your heart feels broken and your back feels burdened and you soul is heavy and low and you feel lost uncertain not knowing where to turn or who to trust with all that lives hidden inside you.  You will be tempted to turn inward to escape theContinue reading “Trust in me…”