Sunday, September 27, 2009

Sun shines crisp
On scattered rose petals,
Brittle leaves, and dew
That rests on the early
Morning Earth
There is love for the
Freshness of another day.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

On this rainy Saturday I have taken time to do the things I love. I have had a slow day, where I take the time to enjoy myself completely. As I was working on writing a story, listening to Natasha Beddingfield music, in the quite moments listening to the rain on the windows, and leaves, my kitten, Mocha, playing at my feet, and napping on my bed, I was so joyful. Today was filled with happiness, that nourished and fed my soul and creativity. Bliss!

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Scattered red petals
Stain green grass which
Is slowly fading to brown
Pungent spicy smell
Of freshly cut grass
Tickles my nose
Clouds move across
The sky like ocean
Every blade of grass
Standing at attention
Swaying in the breeze
Fiery brilliance
Radiance of
Autumn to come.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

I catch a glimpse
Of myself in the mirror
As I pass, seeing
My flushed face,
Hair tucked behind
My ear, silver
Glimmer of earring
On a pale ear, surrounded
By dark damp curls
After a hard workout
Look, feeling an appreciation
Of self to the
Core of my being.
There is a sleeping bear
Hibernating, lying in it's
Lair inside each of us.
It is time to awaken
The bear of creativity
To emerge from shadown
Into light, letting all
Ablaze in the fire
Of the amazing soul
Belonging to self and
All humanity.