Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Sunflowers in the sand baffle my preconceived notions, such a traditional earthy flower sprouting alongside the ocean. It draws me in, such an unexpected sight, yellow-bursting heads, mini-suns against the muted, so bold and bright. So many thoughts beyond the beauty begin to orbit in my mind. I am reminded of childhood, … Continue reading Sunflowers in the Sand
Recommend some WordPress writers and photographers for me to check out! Who are among your favorites and why? Share their links! I’d like to find more great content and connections. My passions are #nature #poetry #photography #romance and #faith! SOME of my favorites (in no particular order): The Blighter's Rock Few say so much in … Continue reading Name your favorites on WordPress!
Take me to a field of wildflowers, and after I tire from frolicking, brush me into the landscape painting, silent, tranquil, pensive profile of a beautiful-souled lady. Capture my white flowing dress and the breeze dancing with my wild tresses. Let the blooms be white and endless as the sun makes its gentle appearance. Upon … Continue reading Take Me to the Wildflowers
Neither of us currently lost in the deep wood, but alone on your long walk, let me be reminders to you of the good, let me be that bright twinkling on the water when the sun and ripples seem to come together to call you, let me be the single blurry … Continue reading Neither Lost
Welcome to Paradise! Leave all that you carry and weightlessly sink your toes and soul into the warm, sandy silk, let the palm leaves sway you into dreams where whatever you please, you receive, without any guilt. Upon the tide, set your secrets afloat; no need for a glass-bottle bottomless boat, for your messages will … Continue reading Welcome to Paradise
Sometimes, an ember of sunshine is all we need, that bit of hopeful light to safely keep in a pocket, in a palm, in a locket, in a song, nourish it until it again is strong enough to fully illuminate on its own, for sometimes even the sun gets weary of using … Continue reading Authentic Light
I used to foolishly attemptto trek around the stormsto avoid them,but the weather comesregardless... Eventually, I learnedsome you must simplyforge throughand get it over with... But then I rememberedthe times uponaluminum wingsI've flown,and how the stormsappear the ceilingonly to those below. It took a long while,but I finally grewwings of my ownand apply that lesson,simply soar abovemany of the dark … Continue reading Ascension
The whiteturns sheer,seems to dissolve,revealingthe seastar within;it glows in my palm,recognizing the lifelinesas the oneit has been searching forto deliver the messagespirit to spirit,a mutual connection,a wish upon a starlong ago returnedwith the reassurancethat those whisperswere clearly heard,another signthat I am on the right pathand getting closerto where you are.In the center of the starappears … Continue reading Floral SeaStar
obstructed by boulders, been told of the horizon beyond make the best of the dead-end called home the road placed upon no need for wings when caged by ceiling dreams fading suffocating gaze turned away from that crack letting in light ears choose to no longer be fooled by hope's lullaby no way out of … Continue reading Obstructed
Audio (Click here.) My head is bowed, my concentration in and out of intenseness on this leisure seashell hunt, looking along the shore for treasures no longer sunk. Nothing occupies my mind, for once, except for the task at hand, approaching each disruption to the smoothness of the tide-wiped sand, natural remnants scattered seemingly … Continue reading Signs in the Shells
