Friday, February 1, 2008
There is something magical about a walk in the forest....
Forest In sylvan spendour the forest resonates of God’s artistry Its beauty and peacefulness an invitation to sit praise and ponder My eyes follow the course of the brook; each rugged curve an invitation to the next In the ravines the fir trees stand proud Together with underbrush and the creak of...
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Thursday, January 31, 2008
We all need a swift kick from time to time... or...
Fuel Me Sweet gardenia with your subtle yet glorious pureness Have you forgotten me today Is your fragrance adrift within the air above Missing mark Am I inches away or blinded May I seize a mere second of your beauty and place you in my palm so as to quietly praise and marvel at your splendor From...
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
OK, I'm sick of winter now.
Pastel Tapping, slapping, deafening rain pounding against my window pane If only there was sun in sight to ease the darkened winter light Come hither Van Gogh of pastel sky Paint masterpieces of shades that sigh
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Nothing more frustratimg than "silent anger"!
Anger Cast aspersions upon my soul Pierce my heart with arrows of thunder Strip me naked of confidence but please don’t make me wonder
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Monday, January 28, 2008
Sometimes we need a tour guide.
Life’s Escorts Curator of my soul take me down the hallways of time Let me walk the straight and crooked lines Concierge of my hallow thoughts fluff my pillow for restful sleep Hold my hand in darkness deep Sommelier of my tears taste each flavourful bead of sorrow Remind me that there are tomorrows...
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
Oh, I dunno... just warm, loving thoughts today.
Reeds Sway with me like the reeds that adorn the field beyond seemingly untouched by the tyranny of winter They neither fold nor bend as the chilly wind takes a mighty swipe They lean ever so slightly creating an earthly wave of sweet grasses Caress me like an iridescent blanket of evening stars...
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
Mr. Troosha’s submission - Limerick #2
It’s a disease, I think. Mr. T and I now sit around the dinner table concocting limericks. He has great fun with it but I’ll have to keep my eye on him because it’s become somewhat of an obsession. We certainly had a few laughs with it last night until he came up with his final draft. And so…. I...
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Friday, January 25, 2008
What do you hear these days?
Listening Strident seeds of humanities dissidence evidenced by the weeds; corruption creeping through the cracks of purposeful path Strangling, with misguided righteousness, every corner of pure Integrity a faint image cast upon the walls of hope Honour suffering beneath the weight of...
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
Are you someone's mirror?
Picasso Mirror Your eyes ~ they cast a spell on me ~ A story lived and a tale yet to be told Unsung hero Champion to me The moon creates your silhouette and the sun may paint your shadow But it is I who becomes your mirror; specular of your soul Gaze upon me and capture the rainbow of love Marvel at...
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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
I must like the morning (I write about it enough)....
Photo by Ann Geddes Dawn Within the shadows of morning's light eyelids trip ever so slightly The shifting illumination playing hide-and-seek with willingness yet energizing even the hopeless heart Spring time of the day invites our waking mind to rise to the heights of the Sayan Mountains Edging us...
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