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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Fixin' what aint broke

I am constantly amazed at people who feel they need to "fix" my religious or spiritual beliefs. If it has no bearing on how you butter your bread, why do you care how I butter my bread? I have been told that it is an assignment from God. We MUST go forth and make disciples! Well, what if you are not... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 9, 2015

Death bead confession

I don't believe in "death" anymore. There I said it. There have been too many things that deny the phenomenon. Oh I know the body becomes frail and ceases to make brain waves and the heart tick tocks slower until we can bear the silence no more. We burn or bury the remains of a person's packaging... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Just wandering through Blogit. Trying to catch up with the ones I can still recall. So many seem to have moved away, like me. How are things here? Have you said everything you wanted to say? My life has been on a roller coaster the last 4 years. The ups and downs are drving me madder than I was but... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

The tears sat on the edge of her eyes. Fighting to hold them in she asked permission to sit in the straight back chair reserved for short visits. The room is as it always is, open bright and calm. Would this go well? Would she understand the darkness bearing down on her soul? Would she help? Never... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

her once upon a time again

she woke to the understanding that once upon a time her wings stretched far and wide and once upon a time she swam through oceans of silver fish and green seas and once upon a time she knew the power of being queen of all and once upon a time she knew each of them with different skin once upon a... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

where are you going? your skin is changing, turning thin and your hair is silver it used to be brown your limbs feel so thin your eyes are paler than a year ago your gait is slower and your voice softer so soft I can not hear everything still unsaid I wish you wouldn't go Momma Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

inspired by black birds lining green limbs casting thoughts through humid atmospheres she dreamed of death again Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

the truth about lying

I was pondering why people lie. As for me I lie mostly out of fear. Fear for being inadequate, fear for being less than perfect, fear of judgment. I lie when I am pressed and don't want to take the time to truly examine myself or my motives. I am a little better than I used to be but I still lie... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Look there...

Cotton white dresses mill through the park as dandy young men with straw hats slap each other on the back Look there… yes sir…. Sweet honeysuckle wafts through the air and bullfrogs croak, providing scent and sound for the soul. Look there… yes sir… Paper boats drift in fountains past weaker... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

I picked up our book of memories and slipped into something danced to in the dark. The light and tunes called me again as a moth untrained by the fire. There are no visible scars from the onesided battle within me to love you. What you never said did not matter. What I always said will never be... Sign in to see full entry.

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