Do you believe in God / Buddha / Or do you choose Allah? I believe in life / Love / and experience Do you read the Koran / The Bible / O…
I appreciate everybody whith his or her religion, because i also believe that most of the people on this planet are in search for the same things no matter what religion. Those who use belief to create hatred and murder use it contrary to the message of faith. / Because what ever differences may exist in all the different churches that we hold, one thing they all have in common. They all preach in the name of love Author of the week in For the Love of Jesus group / Featured in Core
beautiful sting, the smart of those / clever words and I’ve come / to understand the slap / like a white sheet flap flapping / in the gale of…
Older, wiser / Ah, no heaven this…. / I no longer seek perfection / Don’t search for flawless bliss / I walk to learn / OF LOVE / To plant i…
Just a few words to mark the beginning of a new year. With age comes wisdom and the knowledge that only the “now” counts and how important it is not to miss the present moment by looking back or wishing back yesterday’s or longing too much about the future. We all create our own realities and our own miracles. It is in giving, sharing, loving, understanding and helping right now that we create beautiful miracles every day. Some that we won’t ever see because they bloom after we have left. But that should be enough. Happy new year to all the people that have touched my heart and my soul and may 2009 be all the wonderful things that YOU are going to make it.
Oh Yah.. I keep on keepin on exploring it all.. today is a good day for spring,,, DENIAL KINDA LOOKS LIKE THIS… /
Seriously read this article its most fascinating and really is an extrodinary event that is going to happen…well i should say has been …
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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!
It is when you set all the vibrating ideas / Aside, / That spins you like a topsy tervy / Whirling dervish
A collaboration of two Souls..
My heart beats to what rhythm? I ask, and where? / It’s the same at all pulse points, like sounds of a snare; Yet, I have no drumsticks…
10BillionBeats Friday Sept. 18, 2009, 7:00 PM Set your calendars and please invite others to join us in DRUMMING for Peace and Goodwill ♥
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.
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..
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*!
Inspired by Terilee’s friendship and love and her amazing pattern work. / After I made this poem I thought of her work and I went to this one in particular that still stays in my heart and her poem is perfect with this piece too. / OUT OF ME / Artist: TeriLee Out Of Me These patterns / The daily routine / The life I lead / Sometimes / They get stuck / On their way / Out of me TERILEE 2009 Thanks so much Ms. TL! xox
I am so honored to have the writing of Shadow Dancer as a collaboration in lieu of this writing. Her work below was inspired by this piece, thank you so much!! The Redwood and the Rain Goddess / *By: Shadow Dancer / / You think you are a rock / cemented in your own happiness. / But why are you so steadfast? / Why are you so afraid / to move with the earth, / to change as life changes? / Your need to keep / what you believe in / often calls to me / when I am trying to / find my way home. / You are the Redwood Tree, / your roots anchor to the core / of your own being. / You are glorious / in your existence, / bigger than life. / Your fingers reach / to the sun itself. / But, my glorious Redwood, / don’t you know that / I am water, / given to you from / Mother Earth herself? / You feel I am transparent / as you look down on me, / judging through your leafy eyes / and pointing branches. / But look closer, / what you see is not me, / but a reflection of life. / Look even closer, / bend your grandiose trunk… / look into my clear waters. / That is you / that you are seeing. / You are so bold and tall, / so beautiful, / the majestic King of Trees. / but you forget, / that even you are needy. / Even you cannot survive / by yourself / alone. / Do you not see that I am / your life sustainer, / your refresher and cleanser? / You have forgotten, / Grand Protector of / all that you believe in, / that Gaia, our life giver, / painted my world / to be ever changing. / She spreads me across / the Earth, giving my gift, / providing my essence, / getting blown by the wind, / heated by the sun, / and frozen in the air. / I am a transformer, / a changeling. / I am the rain that drops / onto your dry bark, / the elixir that your / thirsting roots cry out for. / But when will you understand, / my Forest Sovereign, / that they are crying because / you drink me in / but then send me on my way? / Why can’t you see, / as you sit in your place, / the same place / you have always been, / that your roots are stuck / in the muddy remnants / of what has not been? / Just once, reach your fingers / to the sky and call / my white cotton chariots / to carry me to you and storm / down upon your grandness / a deluge that washes away / your hard, gritty persistence. / Let go of yourself, / let go of your perseverance, / let go of all that you have / been standing for, / This time let it be me / that is your constant, / and get washed away / in the cycle / that is this life. (Your roots are thirsting, / don’t you feel it?)
The time is not important, / Nor when / Nor if this is another lifetime away,
Reverie of this evening
It’s okay I am a big boy, / I can take the fall, / Just hit a wall, / I wish it was real,
This is about a man who has thrown in the towel, and does not feel deserved of a love he will never have or feel, but feels like he has been a toy. I guess he doesn’t understand.
What do you want me to see from all this / … / Superlative inaction / .. / or / .. / leaving me with a moment that dangles / .. / like some parti…
I want to be one of the women in Lindsay Bermans female portraits.. this one depicts this poem.. how she is standing waiting for the sign from her lover.. any.. that he is thinking of her today.. Just a silly song and I love the graphics… Love Today / and the original singer.. omg.. so cute.. / love love me
Just no need to speak / When two kindred flames do meet / Not too late for love / When it is finally real / Words could never be enough I…
...the way / of my love. The calling of the familiar, / and how it glides, / waiting tears brimming / from it’s…
Love may be forgotten but it never dies / but a broken heart will tell you lies.
Words once upon a time / rushed to eager ears that saw / colours and the curves
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