Constant movement

Days move through
within me and without
the tether to bind the touch
of creating words
into new views.
I wandered the path
of sand strewn beaches
and withered away beneath
the blazing sun,
in between cause and effect
I found the balance lay
in a life along the shores
of bliss.
Where I have I been?
This state of constant change,
of movement like waves
that lift me to heights
dreamed by a child who knows-
time has become a friend
that I call by name and welcome,
to sit and stay, to ruminate on thoughts
over a glass of Chardonnay.
I miss these moments when they’re gone
and wonder where I shall allow
the current to carry me now,
this hollow vessel that needs to anchor
to wallow beneath a starry sky
and remember why.

Hello my friends, it’s been a while and I’ve been still here in this wonderland
of time and circumstance-but have taken the gift to create. I’ve written a few books and have a few more on tap,
but for the first time ever, have worked on one of poetry. Who would have thought, I know, right? October 12th my baby will be released to the world.
The only good thing that’s come of the Covid is it has given me endless time to work on things near and dear to my heart. The book thing is a passion that I cannot stop and though it pulls me away, it’s been amazing to get back down to it and craft words of poetry. My fear was that without the splendid images, the words would fall flat, but in my heart I know they’ll rise on their own and become truths.
I hope you are all doing well, that your hardships have been minimal during this terrible time, and that your family and loved ones, friends, and fur babies are all thriving. I’ll be back more often, as my husband has requested I stop in and visit more often (he misses the poetry morning email that arrives in his empty iPad mailbox) so that I shall, happily.

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Unleashed

Sensations move through

undulating thoughts of life

fabric moving on the softest skin

like diamonds that glitter in moonlight

and blaze in the sun that drips down

as moisture moves like tides

sliding over the curves it finds

shimmering pools left behind

unleashed and alive.

How we find a certain joy

captured in jars and painted on

things that sparkle and give life

opalescent hues beckon eyes

follow the focus to find

the mystery and treasure lying there

within the softest folds

open and waiting.

via Daily Prompt: Shimmer

Star child

She is a starseed

Left in the darkness with a book of memories

Brought to life with pages filled

With stories of the days before

The rite of magic

And the heart fulfilled.

She moves through portals into light

Bringing with her a special glow

Turned loose on a world of lost souls that move

In time to the second hand

Of a broken watch fob found.

Her history grows lighter with each passing story

Pages become blank and refilled with the minutiae of now

As she searches her mind to remember

That she can no longer recall.

She fights the pull of darkness

Slashing at the bonds that hold

And pleads the stars for guidance from

The little specks of her before self that she hears call.

She feels the energy move her

Like high tides and passing moons into themselves,

As they become silent and form into whole

She knows the path she follows

Will take her to where it is

That her soul longs to go.

She is a starseed

And she will claim her destiny

Through love and life

Hunger and war

She will spread the dust of a thousand silent stars

And give voice to the new eternity

That beckons her forth

Into herself,

Into everything and nothing

And she will rise and shine in her place kept waiting

Nestled among her tribe,

In her home on midnight velvet

Beside sweet Luna

And the sea

Is where she will meet

A new and beautiful day

She will be free.