Positive Thoughts for a Gentle Inner World
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Category Archives: Poetry Mixed with Life and Art
and then I Ran #FWF
And then I ran. I ran until my feet were bloodied by the sand beneath them. I ran until the …
The Birds Will Get me There #FWF
The Birds Will Get me There #FWF What is you say that makes me this way That people turn to …
Trolls :)
I Have not finished my web-site overhaul so really shouldn`t be posting but I am a rule breaker by nature. …
#FWF Waiting Bridges
#FWF Waiting Bridges Ah but how you insist on covering up From the rain and the pain and the romps …
#FWF She Left
She left the world not changed from how she entered Still innocent Still born Still with peace and love …
Ode to Home
Ode to Home To others you are but an empty space Void of personality and meaning. To me you are …
Being held Accountable is Tedious at Times
I feel compelled to write about an incident that haunts me a bit. Every time I think of closed minds …
Kinda in my Heart today
Sometimes you just have to have some fun with words and fantasy –🙂 Kinda You were in my head …
on the Feet & Wings of Angels
In transit born to feet of Angels Flying not with wings of old Instead, with the spirit …
Sunday Post ~ as Morning Breaks
Morning – The dawn of a new day, signifying new beginnings, new adventure, perhaps a second chance on yesterday. Below …
Fairy Love & Children at Risk
Fairy Love There are fairies in the air today. They run and skip and jump so high. It seems like …
The Moon – I am Tired (I think)
Music, fountains and light show from the Bellagio Hotel – Las Vegas – what a sight i carry …
Celebration of a Day
Drink in the glorious sunshine / Lie down in warming winds/ Frolic in the massive waves/ Rejoice in joy and …
Originally posted on The Journey begins Here:
Never satisfied with silence and non-motion, the Gypsy finds it in herself once more to stretch…
Originally posted on The Journey begins Here:
The Understanding I am an oxymoron And deal with it each day. You see, I hate…
