Daisy G.

She pulled the sheets
From the beds
Sunday morning laundry
On a rainy day
It felt as somber and dry
As the #single beds
In their master bedroom.

#vss365

Sunday yawns stretch
across our pillows,

#Sunbeam curtains drape
Across our bed,

Sundry tasks traipse
Across our minds,

Let’s go back to sleep, my Love.

#vss365

#Final goodbyes…
Always seem so
Tragic;

#Final hellos…
Now that is Life’s
Magic.

#vss365

He had married her for her beauty and soft soul. He admired her green thumb and gentle way with animals. What he hadn’t expected was for her love to #brine his rough nature. His buddies would hate to see him baby-talk their pets, but she had changed him not to care about such judgments. #vss365

You’re welcome. I’m sure you can come up with something great. Perfect pic, that’s the lady I’m talking about😁

It was the perfect set up. Born a woman in an affluent nation, Gerri figured out early that females did indeed have the upper hand in power plays. Often underestimated, no one ever saw her as a #predator in her sundresses, long hair, big eyelashes and soft voice. They never saw her coming. #vss365

Mermaid words of wisdom:

“Never play tag with a #narwhal.”

#vss365

She could always tell the #selkie posing in its human form from the regular humans. It had serious knee problems and loved seafood. So when she visited her grandparents who lived by the sea, she always brought their favorite dish—sardine pizza—and gave them knee massages after dinner. #vss365

My chest swells
with unspoken fire,
A storm of words
tangled in silence.
I walk through crowds,
breathless,
Craving to shout
what burns inside me.
This #passion,
fierce and restless,
Surges through my veins
like thunder.
I ache to tell the world.
But somehow,
only my eyes confess.

#vss365 #poetry

Heartbreak could destroy you if you let it, he thought. He didn’t see her coming because he’d been licking his wounds of yesteryear. Walking towards him was the most beautiful woman he’d seen since moving to the city. Her vibe screamed #passion, but his heart was set on safety. Who’d win? #vss365

I wish someone would make a model of the titanic with plastic bottles and name it Profound.

Loyalty held above respect is exploitation #incognito.

#vss365

She waits in a #penumbra,
The color of cappuccino cream,
For someone to know his
Strength of courage
To walk up to her,
A mystery,
And ask her for coffee-
A Herculean act
In this day and age.

#vss365

“What is House music but war songs with a #sonic rhythm? House music is a spiritual thing,” she pontificated to her friends. Being Native American, she knew a war song when she heard one.

#vss365

#vss365

You wrote from a place of utter beauty
yet of intended remoteness & quiet

I listened with reverence
the songs of loneliness;
your struggle hours;
the road to follow ~acceptance or peace

I wanted to ease your
deep #reservoir of melancholy
erase all doubts & pain
And ultimately to love you

In my closet, hidden under the new stuff, there’s a shoebox of pictures, letters, mementos of our time together. A universe of Love is in that box. It’s labeled “My Oasis.” It is my #reservoir of beautiful emotions, dipped into on occasions when life becomes a desert. It reminds me to live. #vss365

The #onslaught of regret caught up with him. He had sabotaged their relationship because he didn’t want to marry. He sunk into hermitting until his grandmother yanked him out one day.

“My dear, you can’t have regrets until you’ve grown from an experience. You’ll do better next time.” #vss365

Her tears didn’t fall or run, he observed. They cascaded over beautiful cheekbones and golden freckles. ‘Oh to be a freckle doused in such a rare but pure waterfall,’ he thought as he touched her face. He felt his heart pulled onto the path of nature’s most delicate #slipstream of emotion. #vss365

#Bloodline, breeding & birthright
Whatever that may mean
The import of the family tree
Lineage & gene

But branches break
& Roots disease
The family tree may fall

What matters most
is heart and mind
That keeps us standing tall
#Vss365 #Poem #Poetry

In the olden days of wild mushroom roulette, his ancestors helped pave the way for detecting the deadly ones from the tasty ones and the fun ones. When his date asked if he’d take her mushroom hunting, he declined. Years of #bloodline sacrifices wasn’t to be reduced to a “fun day” activity. #vss365

The Sojourner

She walks with bells
To let others know
Not that she comes,
But that she goes.

She walks with a picture
Of the one she forsook,
Not that she found
But that she took.

She walks with a look
To let it be read,
Not that she’s a thief
But that he’s Sacred.

#HappyValentinesDay

Google images

The dough was #complex. Let rise. Rest. Let rise. Rest. Add lots of butter. Fold. Roll out. Fold. Roll out. Fold. Roll out. Fold. Roll out. Cut. Bake. It was a laborious process for a simple look. Yet, that first crunch set against a Parisian sky on a balcony could fulfill a life in seconds. #vss365

à une bonne santé!

“Come, come, all you wannabes of portmanteaus. Those of you that can’t stand alone, don’t want to be singled out or are…shall we say it…co-dependent! This is your #safehaven. Rest your weary duo selves here ‘til Webster makes you official or Urban dictionary decides you are, ugh!, slang.” #vss365

a close up of a person standing in a fire with a black background . Alt: a close up of a person standing in a fire with a black background ~a phoenix rising

I am the ashes
Of what’s left
Rest collapsed
Best of you kept

I am the flicker
#Chasing to incite
#Cyclonic friction
#Mercury ignites

I am the rising
Your Phoenix within
#Liberation flying
Soaring skies with a sentient pen

Dare To Feel~If Not Now~When?

#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry
#Poem #Writing

She made #Mercury, the Roman god of messages, look like a slacker. Information was her energy drink. Whether it was factual or not didn’t matter, the dissemination was the goal. So when she suddenly fell ill and couldn’t talk, she learned sign language. Hands flew for days. #vss365

When they met,
She was pristine.
Bleach blonde,
Whitenened smile,
Tanned skin.
He chased and #chase d,
Out for the win.
She treaded, he sweated.
Alas, they wedded.
But OH!
Abruptly,
Brutally,
At forty-seven
She was traded in.
#vss365

You cannot appreciate Unity until you embattle division. You cannot appreciate #Liberation until you embattle oppression. #vss365

Her voice was the key to #disarm her clients. Calm, soft but authoritative, as if she knew exactly what to ask. As they sipped tea or silence, she’d gently ask, “On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being not, 10 being mostly, how ready are you to go home?” Hospice work required difficult questions. #vss365

#vss365

roadside stands sell
fruit spread; traffic jam
on thoroughfare

#thoroughfare