~ Nude ~

looking o'er the valley, with a sigh
Winter crunches 'neath my feet
darkness and light, a perfect marriage
clouds of breath hang in the air

encased tree limbs against a stark sky
brilliant drifts lay tidy, neat
as i walk among ice fring'd foliage
beauty of Nature laid bare

"borrowing" our "allowance"

winging it thru the blues

Bad words in the Bible & Pagans

~ song of the storm ~

sunlight shifts into shadow

drip drip drip didadida

pitran patran, patak, plop plop

spruhen, small, slow 

darkness drowns out dusk

kahp-kahp keeps cadence

zaazaa zaazaa sings us to slumber

delightful dancing downpour

prasseln passes to pladdern  

be not lost

soft, your dawn smile celebrated our possibilities


happily reposing in the colourful whispers of sunshine
believing, knowing, faith; alleviated my broken comfort


your hands danced as magic wishes upon fire
velvet dream, liquid ferocity sang through me


breezes in my heart remember an eternity of wonder

found

 found

how mellifluous our brilliant Souls

breathing deeply of Morning's last star

ever mindful in the new blaze of Spring

joyous laughter accompanies our dance of Hope

tending to the flowering Dream of going Home

as i remember the delight of a Peaceful Heart

the essential Wonder before the tickle of a first blush 

such ecstatic warmth between our Thoughts as they bloom

embracing the whisper beneath the Trust of Belief

sharing, tasting the wine Magically full of Love

wildly shining Together in the moment Life is on fire

as wishes, smilingly merge into the True, Free Light

I was mistaken, wonderfully mistaken

such a little thing, timing, what came 1st & why : )

so small a detail, a thing, yet I want to shout from the rooftops, call people, let my heart sing.

instead i will just smile, just feel lighter, just know what i know : )

and move slowly, cautiously, joyfully

day after

i wrote him, and sent it. he replied, "excellent discussion," glad i was well, sent an article which made him think of me, period. i responded with a question, a link to a recipe i had cooked, he had liked. he answered, glad again we were well, details of his veggie consumption included in re my q.

i won't reply every day. i'll keep it light, friendly, polite. and i'll write my truth in my other journal, the letters i have written to him almost daily.

my hermitage was going so well. one friend's needs keep me from total isolation. damn her, thank the gods for her. if i don't reach out, no one else does. i could fall off the face of the earth & no one would know for months. seriously.

i keep my room orderly, my days busy with knitting & crocheting and reading & writing, but all private. i dropped off the radar after being involved and no one noticed there either really. meh