We Do NOT Consent !
This was channeled when connecting to Arch Angel Uriel
the red wave isn't Republicans
they are the waves rippling in blood i hope they crest and crash down and drown the Democrats who continue to vote blue ripples increase numbers family left behind in peril have loved ones friends friends of friends who hear their testimonials
WORDS
WORDS
Summer Dreams
How can the thorns this vine sprouts lead to roses When I search for the top a sea of disconnected poses Flowers with no roots atop the prickly canopy Where they lost me was in promised beauty Though I climbed through ugliness to see them My adm
Laughter Of The Wizard
I wrote this one 10-17-94, just barely over two months after I "turned on, tuned in, and dropped out" and went to Woodstock '94! lol Putting this in here, I thought it might put a little change of climate into some readers minds. Something wild and out of the ordinary, perhaps?
WI Dells
I've been going to WI Dells since 1985 when my friend Todd and his mom and dad took me to Family Land(now Mt Olympus, Noah's Ark(Waterpark), and Tommy Bartlett's Robot World, which are still there.
Adolf's shirts
Adolf's shirts
Come back to me
Another long distance relationship. Not feeling compelled to look up if this one was with Dominican Republic or Scotland. They kinda overlapped. Both were aware of each other, and got along. They were both in love with me and I also had feelings for them. Scotland's over and done with; however the bridge is still there with Dominican, we're just not even trying because of covid travel restrictions. We are dreamers, but moreso realists.
The blue
Just read somewhere
In lofty dreams
Its best to let everyone who reads this make their own assessment. I have not a clue of the inspiration of this poem at the moment.
GOOD BYE SUMMER
Summer is waning and Fall is on the way.
I travel with no ship nor sail
Defines aspects of my perspective within life, limiting the scale of it all down to a single moment in time where I can view it all from up close while still seeing the whole picture. Lastly; In Lak'ech : I am you, and You are me It's a Mayan greeting which would be said to all things as a sort of vague yet understanding form of hello.
Beyond//
Beyond
Scar on my skin
my wrists shackled to her feet Laughing at my will breaking a wretch in black lipstick has me without bones I'm crawling she stakes her nails in me scratching my back blood drains free venom seeps in and I'm shaking I sit at my alter she is
I’m stuck in Medford (Oregon)
This is a song that I wrote when I was dating the Scorpio Chiropractor. I'm still trying to get a melody on it - when that doesn't come, it tends to be the absolute most difficult part of the song writing process for me. Wish I played an instrument, I am certain that would help.
Inner beauty
I hope one day humanity will be able to reach an understanding of true beauty .....
marvelous lady
To all our wonderful poet s corner ladies
Unknown Solace
It denotes life, nature, a relationship between complexities of the world, and how in the end, all the mind and heart craves for is peace and love wherever it is being offered.
BLISS
BLISS
INJUSTICE IS COLOR BLIND!!
Revere "Truth" Reaction... last/added twk STC 3/28/22
WWE PERMEATES EVERY SPORT/SCRIPTED!!
Overwhelming evidence! TOO many Improbable comebacks...Teams play like champions one half and forget how the second half! Most games (especially the most relevant) are kept dramatic til final seconds so fans stay in there seats til the end. Networks have to have stories to tell each week. Stories (even made up ones to keep drama alive)...because it works best! If last years Super Bowl didn't stir any faith...nothing will. twkd and added 2 lines on 3/18 rearranged 3/5/23
Planting my roots
This poem was a vision I had of myself connecting with mother Earth and Father sky, outside naked in the dead of winter
Moonbeams. (Sonnet) Paloma Challenge.
A Cosmic challenge Paloma. Hope you like it !
Light Within
Just some introspection
I am eternity
Can't recall what prompted this. I do recall it's about a Cancer cutie that lives in Dominican Republic. We're still friends :)
WINTER ROSE
Update 2/5/21: My Winter Rose is buried under 4 - 5 feet of snow!! A beautiful Helleborus niger plant like mine. A/K/A Christmas Rose
MIRRORS TO THE SOUL
Directly looking into other's eyes I can tell what kind of person they are.
Time Or Time Immortal
Like an ancient tapestry of unique images creates more than just an illustration, but a story; so does poetry of interwoven words and images that delight our minds or tickle our fancy.
Deprogramming the days of dismay
My disdain for programming. Calendars are just one part of it. Our Native elder's believed e v e r y day to be sacred. Every day is a day to honor, respect, & show love for both parents (not just 1 day of the year; our parents didn't feed us, clothe us, etc. only 1 day of the year). So how is it that after you we leave the nest, we're only expected to show them love and reverence ONE effing day!? Bullsh*t! Definitely want nothing to do with a day that celebrates the massacre of the Pequot tribe (take a wild guess what holiday that is). Aaaaaand I'm not even going to bother listing everything that I've researched on Xmas. ROFL ---- I fast on this day also. Although if you're curious, you may wanna research what the colors red/crimson against the green symbolizes. So aye, traditions and things . . .I prefer to know the origins of anything I celebrate. See the thing about History, is it's typically the story of the victor, not the remnant left over's of massacre trying to pick up the pieces after. Once I've discovered the true origins of something (the energy behind it) if it's founded on the duress of others, that forever alters my perception of that holiday. So I can't fake the funk on "programming". Just feels better all the way around for every day to be sacred, because then the primary focus is gratitude for having another day. Alive is good reason to celebrate, isn't it?
Kabul's new dawn
many running for their lives in Kabul
El Parque
Its a peaceful place.
Christmas won't be Christmas
Just feeling kind of down this time of year, since I lost my husband. Wasn't sure I wanted to post it, but just had to get my feelings out..
Teach me to part
life events are often like trains .. one arrived, the other left .. you just need to learn to say goodbye
Songs
If you could read my mind by Gordon Lightfoot What's Up by 4 Non Blondes Crossroads by Bone Thugs N Harmony 99 by Toto Fight the Power by Public Enemy Living In A Promise Land by Willie Nelson Sundown by Gordon Lightfoot Just some songs I listened to this last week
Light From the Darkest Star (Paloma's Challenge)
metaphor for truth,,,,, (originally posted in 2012)
I was never very sociable.
I was never very sociable. I never fit in those circles of friends Where each one tries to show off more than the other, I never liked being the center of attention. I like simple things, simple people, Eternal loves and lifelong friends.
Salute to Harry
ah the years of Dirty Harry...
Earthquakes In Alaska
The weather is too hot to go outside I've watched so much tv my brain is nearly fried If I could find a cave I would have a cool place to hide I would like to go somewhere but I hear they started having earthquakes in Alaska Well it's either c
The Last ...
Little did I realize ... it was the last hug ... the last kiss ... Whenever I look back, it is something I will still miss ... Though I've become much wiser , more self certain ... and stronger to deal with whatever pain ... there will alway
Longing ...
How I long for your skin against mine .. the feel of your roughened fingers that tenderly caress so divine ... How I long for those lips to bless every inch of my skin .. Yet in so doing, touch me so deeply where you have never been
The Carolina Way
She's down there somewhere in the Carolina way She knows the history of Dixie you know every woman's a mystery I wonder if she has missed me Since she's been down there somewhere in the Carolina way She can cook she can sing She can make a m
A World That's Gone Away
I'm alone All alone In a world that's gone away The scenes have changed The names have changed What was two is a four lane No more hello's no more goodbye's And there's nothing left for me to say Strangers criss cross before my eyes In