What was he looking for? As he was hasty sometimes Revealing all his talent like a gale wind
Oh Yah.. I keep on keepin on exploring it all.. today is a good day for spring,,, DENIAL KINDA LOOKS LIKE THIS… /
I climbed thru the window / Cut myself on loveliness
A bit lighter side.. fun with a letter I received from a friend.. / and a picture of a beautiful house on stilts.. a home I shall have one day / Hexagon and silver inside and perhaps the man of my dreams too! / But for now.. Yous guys.. were wonderful to me today.. / Thanks for holding my hand … xoxo
There you and I are, / Swinging our way / To the stars I would bet.
I am so full of mystery and joy today / I hope you are smiling with me.. / This life is sometimes so / Out of Control!! I AM HONORED THAT I HAVE WONDERFUL CO-CREATORS HERE ON THE BUBBLE.. / THIS MAN RULES….HE CREATED THIS AMAZING ART TO GO WITH THIS POEM / EARTHMONSTER / I AM FEELING SO GOOD…. AND THE GORGEOUS PHOTO OF THE KISSING COUPLE IN THE BACKGROUND OF HIS WORK GOES TO / Leannasreflections, Leanna Weber “Kissing Couple / THANKS TO BOTH OF YOU.. TO BE INSPIRED TO OR INSPIRE OTHERS IS SUCH A DEEP HONOR AND JOY!!!
THE REST WILL FIND IT’S OWN STORY / LINE / THE REST WE DEVELOP LIKE AGING FINE / WINE.
I am amazed .. that i learn so much from others eyes.. who see me and can spoon feed me with such love and adoration, yet when the time comes to call a spade a spade.. compassionate inquiries are made and one is profoundly exposed as a human with frailties and warts and scabs and yet..still lovable!
A poem.. you get it?
But one morning I woke up and felt / Betrayed
Just before Valentines.. for give.. this just wanted space.. / erupting elements that are grabbing my heart today..
It is when you set all the vibrating ideas / Aside, / That spins you like a topsy tervy / Whirling dervish
A collaboration of two Souls..
Well I am fascinated with a man who can say something like / That and then just pause, / Like the Grand Canyon Pause
A feeling I have for the rain and for toes and for love.
You been given me fruit fly for / Breakfast. / I see em floating Ray / I see em in my beer
I was meandering thru my dearest Co-Creator and friend TeriLee’s work / and found on the top ..thank god, one of my favs she wrote a while back…Which inspired me to write this little didy.. both of our pieces about True Love and loss via / the Real American Way!!! Quid Pro Quo and the Fake Leg / TeriLee Harvey was in love / She didn’t want much to do with him / Until an accident took her leg / He told her he loved her / She snubbed him / He began to beg / She figured she would settle / Because of her mishap / She had a prosthetic limb / She decided to marry Harvey / The odds of finding a “good man” / Were looking pretty dim / She tried to make him what she wanted / No more drinkin’ / No more smokin’ / No more late nights at Grizzly’s pub / He could never be good enough / But his love for her was undaunted / She turned his ranch house in to a show place / She told him to say “Hello” / “Howdy Ya’ll” was not allowed / His music was a waste / His friends were all too raw / She needed a more sophisticated crowd / But the morning she threw his dog out the door / Well…..that was that / Harvey could take no more / His wife, he begged for all her love / Went over a cliff / With one gentle shove / Her leg he still holds dearly / For the love they could have had / That has ended / But now he sees things clearly / There was so much more / That she could have loved him for / So he drilled a hole in her big toe / He turned her leg into a bong / Smoked a bowl and sang this song / “Goodbye my sweet, / It was a treat, / Too bad you had to go / But, you forgot… / Quid pro quo”
She used to write me and tell me I was completely / Wicked
Life is so surprising sometimes.
What will happen when comes the / Time we can read each other’s thoughts?
this thought has always fascinated me.
Thump Thump. That is my heart here / Deeply embedded in these broken bricks
Just thinking… I was inspired to write this piece from a beautiful capture by my fellow Artist and Soul Sister yes…. Teresa P. Pelaez / Called… Watching From The Old Building I stopped off and looked at this for awhile and got inspired to write. / Thank You Dear T.
Inspired by the work of Paul Vanzella / with same named piece. / HEARTFELT BY PAUL VANZELLA / Thank you so much!!
Our lapping tongues circling the embers / Of veins and skin and breath,
*this poem was completely inspired by Billyboys Image below called / Insignificance / Thank you Billy.
Here in this place of groveling for substance / I see a dark horse and a man who rides
I have listened to my song too much.. and I felt the need to write a bit of my dark side. I AM DEEPLY HONORED THAT A GREAT ARTIST HERE HAS BEEN INSPIRED TO CREATE THIS IMAGE THAT GOES BEYOND FITTING THIS POEM.. IT SEEMS TO HAVE ALSO SPARKED ANOTHER VISION OF WRITING FOR ME… DANILO LEJARDI / I so appreciate this work and you. / Hotel Room /
So many to choose from / the light was Deafening
This mans work is so inspiring for me. / Every time I visit I just can’t help myslef.. / His name is Krzysztof Wladyka / and the piece out of his series called..*, and each piece is called *- / remarkable sense of humor and realism..
Our fingers found treasures / Hidden and now exploited
It is what it is. / And for now, / That’s enough
Inspired by an artist on this site that is always in my heart. / for you.
Sumptuous and delightful / The way I always pictured my toes
Amazing story… Exceptional Artist, DevineDayDreams comments on this poem. I see her icon and say this icon looks like this poem and she says.. wow I feel this too. The name of her art? silence must be heard ~Now that is uncanny~ Synchronicity as she has NEVER BEFORE COMMENTED ON ONE OF MY POEMS… till today.. My line in the poem is.. / Silence likes to be heard Her title to her art is / Silence Must Be Heard OMG!! Her piece below brings me such joy and my experience with her today gives me more A belief that the Universe directs the every little detail.. and I no longer have to look for anything.. the law of attraction brings every thing to me, to each other…THAT WHICH IS LIKEN TO ITSELF IS DRAWN SILENCE MUST BE HEARD BY.. DevineDayDreams / / My heart beats with a joy that grows everyday. My attention to love seems to flourish with believing Love is my birthright. I am not separate from the focus of my attention when it focuses on kindness and joy and the sensual pleasures of relationship. / For YOU.
and then she took his private tear, / and allowed the world to drink from it’s source
sometimes poets take more than they should / maybe… / THIS WRITING INSPIRED DANILO LEJARDI TO CREATE AN AMAZING PIECE CALLED / A PRIVATE TEAR / THANK YOU SO MUCH DANILO*!
Here is Francisco now, / Young and tired / In the slums / In love with anyone who might bring
Sometimes between dreamtime and getting ready for the day.. my shower is my holy ground.. my bathroom becomes my alter, my area of transition to The world At Large…
He never panicked in the car but usually / Had fits of laughter that others at stop signs would gaze in and feign irritation.
ALLOWING… I love Holy Cole and I adore this song.. inspired to write with this going.. I usually don’t write while I listen to music.. but I have loved this song and it means the world to me.. it haunts me.. / I am Calling You Original version is killer too.. jevetta Steel
The time is not important, / Nor when / Nor if this is another lifetime away,
Reverie of this evening
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