Mag 16

passing....
my eyes wander
and i am suddenly
drawn to your
elegance
vernal youth
and raw inexperience


enticed by desire
knowing that you
are forbidden
only enhances my longing
as i fantasize that first touch


reality!!
consequences!!
resound within me


guilt overcomes me
betrayal
of the one who has supported me
in my moments of need


warmth and peace
encompass my soul
with thoughts of our
intimacy...
your familiarity of my
each and every curve


contentment
brings a smile


empowered by the
conquering 
of the temptation...


to buy new shoes


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Mockingbird

outside my window
sings
as night draws nEAR
and nEARer
and nEARest

wish he could read

"to Kill a mockingbird"

crumpled and tossed aside
i feel faint
with the knowledge of
what the future holds-

my life passes
before me

a mere thought...

ending in disappointment
and failure-

powerless...

i still myself
and await the final
blaze
that will extinguish
a life never lived-

surrounded by others
whose fate
mirrors my own-

a legacy of waste

stirring
slowly

a wisp of illumination
begins to dissolve the shroud of
frustration

warm breezes of words
lift me from an eternity of lost

retrieved by hope
i welcome pain
as ebony injects
renewal
into my pores-

the comfort
of being reborn
brings release-

inspiration

Looking, looking, looking


at this thing I call "life"

frightened at every corner
waiting for the pain to strike

confidence, hopes and dreams
....gone

alone on the
proverbial shore

anyway

i'm alone
again

only this time

i'm taking others with me

Words...

released like indigestion
...relief
to the bloated---
...foul
to the innocent

Perspective
disregarded

"just war"
to one

"broken life"
to another

Safe
is an illusion
to the demented

Paranoid
is a reality
to the wise

Mag 15

lying on the shore
of humanity

lured by envy and desire

gasping for the
life-giving source

snared by artifice

wide-eyed with fear

released by mercy

loves passes
through

gliding once again
in the cool waters

of grace

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dear God

something clicked in my brain yesterday

i felt a spark of joy
(i'm afraid to fan it into flame)

is happiness held in my head
waiting for you to flip the switch or

is this chemically induced

or both

am i healed

or am i waiting for another flip
of the switch

        You guide me beside still waters
        You restore my soul
        yea though i walk through the valley...

with you there is always
hope

with hope there is always
light

where there is light
there is an origin

where there is an origin
there is an end

of all things good and bad

and you said....

        "Let there be light,"
        and there was light.
       
        You saw that the light was good,
        and you separated the light from the darkness.

        The light you called "day"
        and the darkness you called "night"

        And there was evening
        and there was morning---
        the first day.

thank You God
for my
origin

for my spiritual origin
for my earthly origin
and now
for my emotional origin

give me the wisdom,
to live this day
in integrity

and when it comes...
the night

but most of all

thank You God
for this
light
you call
day

with love

amy

there is a custodian where i work
(environmental services i suppose i should say)

he wouldn't care if i called him
a janitor

i don't know his name

he is a man of color

he has a caribbean accent

he is gray on top

and he is always

smiling

he is so genuine

when he says "how are you?"
he stops
and waits for an answer

he means it

i wonder...
what is his story?

how lucky he is

i bet his mother was always smiling
...and singing
i bet she was singing

i wonder....
how does he do it?

how does he do......................it?

does he know how lucky he is?
(he's a janitor for God's sake)

does he envy me
and the salary i make?

there is no envy in him

only in me

Only….

IN SILENCE…
     am I able to hear.
IN LONELINESS…
     am I near.
IN BROKENESS…
     am I made whole.
IN SUBMISSION…
     am I led.
IN SURRENDER…

     I AM

          Only!

emotions

Kaleidoscopes of doubt
intrude my mind

slowly i uncoil

myriads of light
force themselves

weight imposes

pressing against the
power of emotions

i rise

anyway

Jane

the sound

of the written

germinates

within me

powerful emotions-

painted on wood

turning my heart

from steel

to fire

and back again-

precise recognition

of feelings

rebirth of

emotions

memories

tributes

to treasures stolen from

long forgotten moments-

childhood and

beyond

memories

wretched from

gray hibernation

and resonating

shades of black

or white

depending on

the moon

and God

Mood of the Day

Walking away

from the pricks and barbs

of life

Toward the light

of solace

Finding

the reality

of dreams

moments of me and you

warm days of summer
....mingling
cool autumn air


drops of dew
....tickling
our tent

tongues of fire
....stabbing
star choked nights


fall colored leaves
....tempting
mountain trails


sweat and sun
....smearing
day weary shirts


lusty green eyes
....gazing
....grazing
visions of blue


....Moments of me and you

Ruby Nell

Sitting on the front porch
playing "I spy"
while shelling peas
(shelling peas was fun then)


Playing in the dirt for hours
...matchbox cars and old spoons
... she worked the garden


Following behind
Shoes with holes
and faded dresses---
pedaling produce
at the local grocer


Shucking corn in the kitchen
Eating homemade, hot biscuits
slathered with sorghum molasses


Wringer washers and threats of
crushed limbs

"As the World Turns" for her
"Dark Shadows" for us


Standing at the stove...
always cooking, canning, freezing

Chocolate pies
with meringue-perfectly browned
spilling over the edge


No fancy dishes
Nothing that matched
Except her beautiful, blue eyes

Grandmama
Ruby Nell


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I'm off to work my 36 hours but before I go I want to just say:

Thank You Lord for all the support and encouragement you have given me through friends, family and now my kindhearted fellow bloggers. Your creation is indeed a wonderful and miraculous thing to behold!

Amy

Mystery: "What ARE they saying?"

"But I must hug the tree..."

"BUT YOU CAN'T HUG THE TREE..."

(there's one in every crowd)

"Darling could you help me with

this chastity belt?

I feel the overwhelming need to push!"

"For some odd reason, I feel I should pursue a career in plumbing."

"My name is Sara Cophagus. Could you assist me?

I'm feeling a bit unwound."

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"There is in every woman's heart a
spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in
the broad daylight of prosperity; but which
kindles up, and beams and blazes in the
dark hour of adversity."
                    Washington Irving

photo: "Elements Aligned"-M. Geistweite

I'm
frightened

because my world has changed

it's easy to take on
new
when you are surrounded by
old

but what happens when
new
meets
unknown?

past
coping mechanisms
no longer work

life is
upside down

where are
You
Lord?

You've always been there!

I know You are

here
now...

Stillness

brings

Peace

Ever have a brilliant thought

that flees straight from your mind

You wonder, will it return

Have I the chance to find...

The moment that I'd love to share

with those I love to love

It's gone-alas

this fleet idea

and left me here alone.

A thought went up my mind to-day

That I have had before,

But did not finish,---some way back,

I could not fix the year,

Nor where it went, nor why it came

The second time to me,

Nor definitely what it was,

Have I the art to say.

But somewhere in my soul, I know

I've met the thing before;

It just reminded me--'t was all--

And came my way no more.

E.D.---of course ;)

eye think
therefore
eye yam

eye yam not
what
you
think

eye yam from the
south

eye yam proud of
my southage

eye yam thankful
that You
hear me

Eye
yam

YES, I YAM!

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