I came so far for Beauty And she took me down many roads Confident and Proud, up on the high;Broken and Humbled, down in the low I traveled so far for Beauty, Found myself a long way from home Digging graves in the moonlight--I buried my heart alone I sac...
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Beauty Stories
In nightly dreams,I find myself outside a house Made entirely of stained glass windows, a vision of such beauty, the play of light and colors that mesmerize Contrasting hues that fit together perfectly Every wall, each window, every door, covered in stunn...
The Garden
remembering my father,“Your father loves you.” My mother spoke for him, but he didn’t look up from his work, nor smiled. I never could understand what he was doing after dinner when occupied at the kitchen table in the evening. I assumed that it had something to do with his un...
For Bird
Written for my first muse all those years ago.All I am to youIs flattery.All I amIs words.A shiny mirrorWhich shouts your beauty.
About a flower
A dear friend challenged me to write about a specific flower. Here goes...Witch's thimbles, Dead man's bells Sound like words from ancient spells Bloody fingers, Lady's glove Witches tend to like the stuff Fairy fingers, Fairy caps Things from fairytales perhaps Everywhere an other name Yet they all speak of the same Fairies lo...
Windows To Her Soul
Every soul is unique in a beautiful way.Dedicated to all of the women who have and still do share their beauty with me. Grandmothers, Mothers, Wives, Daughters, Granddaughters, Friends. Those eyes, Her eyes.The windows to her soul. Filled with a lifetime of memories.Accomplishments,Loves,Magnif...
One is given for the glory of cause, And other a promise to keep the vows One is presented for faith and honour, To prove loyalty to them one owes The other a symbol of peace and affection, Whom we love, an expression to those This is a victory with smile...
No one can reject the human nature, that makes one feel good in living; without which, life is all in vain. Enjoy every moment given, feed every desire, every dream, every deviant thought, be curious, explore. Revel in living life to bursting, it is yours...
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Natures' Sculpture
Is it bona fide, or is it only me?An image captured,Droplets enraptured,Within a crystal glimmer. Refracted lights shimmer,Holding for just a moment,Much more than a quotient. Creatures encapsulated,Not moving nor animated,Held frozen cryogenically. Invisible to a wandering eye,From a pic...
Dead silence ringing in my ears Alone outside in the dark of night A coyote's howl from nowhere appears My mind not filled with any fright Then a call from an owl I hear Awaiting arrival of morning's light Nothing in the dark this old man fears Droplet fr...
Winter's Warmth
Sometimes you just have to stop and smell the snow flakes.Snow cascades from the trees. Avalanches flowing down their trunks, gathering at the base like waterfalls. Are they breathing in the soft afternoon breeze,or are they shivering from winter's cold? Shaking and quivering, trying to stay warm. Dropping the w...
The Hair Extension
Maura was sure the hair extension with the stupid pink streaks was evil.Maura and Wendi were best friends. One could say they were best friends because no one else wanted to be friends with them. They were both rather depressing and morose girls in their early twenties - an age when girls should be anything but depressing and...
Windows
We all have windows to the world, but how do we use them?I sit here looking at my screen, chatting with friends, tweeting and reading email. I look up and see the setting sun beaming through into my life. I look out the window and watch the setting sun sink slowly into the Pacific Ocean making one of my worlds...
Today, the pond is stiff with ice and when I tossed a stone and saw it slide, not sink, I watched it sitting on the frozen surface and took a breath of the chilly air, surprised at how what rippled yesterday was now so still and new, changed by the weath...