https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/My darker work..hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/941871Ventilators gave my lungs rest and rebirth twice.. Your soul speaking to mine saved my time on Earth.https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/927920The brightness: exquisitely rousing, penetrating, knowing. tears in my eyes react to the rise. Crimson droplets swirl through my vision unmasked. here I am, as always, haunting the mysteries of us, joyous beyond every sorrow asleep and alive blinding my existence-drawn truer by thine hands. yes,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/916637Today is clear azure skies, white fluff but still damp-ish and chilly. Looks spring like but feels late fall.. I wrote this awhile back, can't remember if I posted it. Winter days, according to the calendar anyway, that felt as it should now or maybe more May or June like. Anyway, here tis..:)...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/905230How beautiful the Lady, in hues and form, breaths of pastels virginal and knowing, with intensity of prisms bold and life gifting sighing upon rhythms of a Creator's geometry risen to spread as She graces every stage. How mystic the Lady as she opens for distant worlds and bathes in their...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/905152Expressing heartbreak and outrage over a recent attack on an child in Africa who died 7 years after her also innocent brother suffered the same fate at the hands of my countrymen did remind those who support mindless militarism worn proudly by whatever party and cult is in power to feel regret...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/904964I toss and squirm around for the eyes open beyond the glow-in-the-dark glare: Every Clown has a soul, right?...beneath every desperate, puckered smile, an avalanche of tears course unseen, surely? He immediately moves to take away government monies paid to bloated health insurance companies,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/902818Drifting, shape sorting, breathing, so rains the essence of infernos perished. Ash, the changeling Remain senses there shall be an infinity of Same. Today, Bones, tresses, volcanic glass, plants and trees feel sensual beneath my fingertips. Burned, cooling and fine. Is our span here cherished?...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/902747And the poets must etch the telling of Sun fires upon Sand spread to Dust, 2 Kings ageless and craving, they be holders of soul pyre. Ice Naiad gathers her diamond and silvery slivers of offspring unto a crown disappearing into floods darkening the page of grounds we inhabit, each word turning to...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/902634*Owensboro, 2004.* Searching old Kentucky burial grounds, I was looking for my unknown Grandpa Snodgrass. Could not find his burial spot, but I did stumble across limestone mounds bearing history unevenly carved, legible and scarred. One marker announces "Here lies a Union soldier" next to him,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Katray25045/902310While visiting people I know in Oconaluftee Cherokee land, (staked, occupied and controlled for tourist and mineral profits by the U.S. government) I was craving icy cold Coca Cola on a burning August day. There was only one place to buy it for some reason, at the white owned, tourist trap store....