Thank you to Written in the ink for nominating me for this award! As a new blogger on WordPress I truly appreciate this recognition. Favorite blog: Coily Fro As a naturalista, I love reading your natural hair tips. The titles for your posts are so relevant and your posts are a nice change from watching videos on YouTube.… Continue reading The Liebster Award!
"Youth and beauty are not accomplishments, they're temporary happy by-products of time and/or DNA." - Carrie Fisher Golden beads whisk windy skies. Like feathers escaping peacock wings, blades of Daisy dust over Pleasant Meadow Swimmers fulfill butterfly stroke in lily-pad driven ponds Ballerinas plie and chasse to afternoon tea "A Mid-Summer Afternoon's Dream" A mellow… Continue reading Pleasant Meadow
Humor volleys misadventure across cheeky bones moderate in stature October-some stones multicolor incandescent imperfection Queening gems socket beyond depth Nomads graze art museums and engage podium busts Wanderers of wondering gift archaic surface cracks with curiosity Codes of hu.ma.ni.ty. decipher scientific mysteries Clear waves of conviction and conscience deliberately guard artistry of a potter's kind… Continue reading Sculpted
Eardrums cranked open, shrills of laughter on full throttle rattle my rightly-situated, 3" forehead scar. Watchmen made of mirrors patrol my childhood mark. Panting, winded breaths shade a message Mirrors of observation trigger an unfortunate circumstance involving a peculiar young-girl and eager crown-molding. 1999: Two bright-eyed sisters "shake, shake, shake". "Ring-around-the-rosey" is a stop-when-you-drop… Continue reading Mirrors of an Unfortunate Circumstance
"Hello, 911? Yes, need assistance, pronto. Night's dream, relapsing." It goes something like this: Rock obtrudes near the river basin "(Shouts) River, cross!" Narrow visions gaze over-the-edge of wonder Body and spirit tumble Gravelly horizontal peaks perform their last act, their last stand, "The Final Life-Grip." Absolute humanity passes through Protrusions transform instability into a… Continue reading The Great Arkansas River Cross
My love is a figurine of pondering silence. he utters: "Sun-dance along the moonlit path to me." And so, my limbs sway forward. Shimmers of reflecting glass decagons transform opaqueness into fearsome translucency. Our old souls crave and satisfy disruption as if captivated by naive adrenaline junkies. A 30 mph wind destabilizes him.… Continue reading Called by the Nighttime Dreams
Eulogized by lies Consumed by pride Fabricated by scenery of delusion Her reality found shelter within the polite mishaps of humanity. Flamed by fury Ignored by poisonous ideology passed through the grapevine that now sparks pain in the encasing of my vocal cords. Let not the absence of love affect your positive presence Rather, allow a conscious… Continue reading Pride