Her neck was bare. Her neck was not supposed to be bare. Her neck was supposed to have a necklace. There was a necklace right there!
She took several deep breaths and stared at her reflection in disbelief. She lost the necklace. This made no sense. She did not lose things. She still had a beaded bracelet that she made in first grade, for crying out loud! But the truth was staring right at her-or rather, not at her.
It was a beautiful cage that glittered and shone. Embellished with diamonds, a spectacle to own It was adorned in carvings woven in thread Or emerald and ruby in the richest red Inside the cage was a padded mattress, As … Continue reading →
Sometimes life gets in the way Sometimes it’s just me Sometimes I blink -and in the blink of an eye- A day fades to many. Loud voices that quiet to whispers Vivid hues that dull to grey And always a … Continue reading →
“The world around us is just a dream, no more real than the dreams we have when we are asleep. Often we dream about the same people, the same places as when we are awake. The difference is that when we are asleep we have no control over our actions. We have no control over whether the dream is happy or sad. When we are awake, we do have a certain amount of control over how we perceive our environment and ourselves. So when we are awake, we should dream a better dream.” ~Lama Pema~
Like winter’s chilly rain, for you I weep, To be with you is but an endless wait, Somehow for you I have fallen so deep, Your mere presence to me intoxicates. I make a wish upon a fleeting star, Eyes … Continue reading →
Looks like I caught the Dixie Bug. Super late, I might add but hey, better late than never. There is just something about this small town with a heart of gold and a population of crazies, sweeties, and a certain … Continue reading →
She’s mad at me for leaving our home, She said I had promised to never leave her alone. But baby, life happens, and when it does, Just gotta take a deep breath and trudge, trudge, trudge. She cursed at me, … Continue reading →
“As a lotus flower is born in water, grows in water, and rises out of water to stand above it unsoiled, so I, born in the world, raised in the world, and having overcome the world, live unsoiled by the world” ~ Gautama Buddha ~