Although I need to be part of the world that consists of
Bees and dirt, trees and highways, humans and
Confusion, hate and division, wonder and waste
Destruction and construction of a solid space, I
Envy those who find it easy to close their eyes and
Find themselves in another place, another dimension
Green with hope and love and vibrantly violet with
Happiness that shines through the windows of their souls. Continue reading
The older I get, the more days I want to my week.
Eight days a week would be a great start. I think I’ll call my extra day – WONDER DAY.
One day just to wonder. Continue reading
As much as I’d like to come up with my own famous quote– like Shakespeare’s “to be or not to be,” I can’t find one in my writer’s creative basket for “the end.”
However, I can write an acrostic:
Either we continue on from whence we came, or
Nodding off to another level, we
Divine that the end was just the beginning. Continue reading
I prefer a sunrise in the morning
I prefer sunshine to rain
I prefer happy people to sad
I prefer to be happy, myself
I prefer Lincoln’s quote on happiness
instead of Freud’s musings on the blues Continue reading
A month of humid and
Undulating heat that
Gushes over us like rock
Under a waterfall until we Continue reading
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