Tag Archives: journey

I’m sure of the Sunrise

In many ways we dream almost golden, the thorns that might arise breaking the nightfall. beyond the need of intelligence or intellect. A flower unveiling petal by petal, knowingly, the day awaits us to the sweet looming light,

Soft timid blooming- press

turning the world around in a spec

that it is the earth’s kindness as she brings

icy lakes, black and white snow

mud piles on the road

journey attending,

as we go …

kindness sister Krissy

Desire:

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I need the sky to walk down and touch me

freckles of memories

mark my journey

from where I’ve been

and where I’m going

Only the sky can see

wings of faith-

See me carry my paper children

feed the souls with light and promise

that soon we birth our dreams

to fly

I need the sky to come down and touch me

pick up my fragile pieces

bottle up my tears

teach me how to

carry my paper children

VisionarieKindness 2015

Self talk:

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I am worth the dreams that live in me

I am worth the mountains that skip

soothing my troubled soul

cooling waters,open wide

exploding through the errors

down on Georgia st.

I am worth the journey…

VisionarieKindness 2015

Hands of Ink…Day15) Napowrimo

Joys in Spring

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Morning birds

zig and zag

I am

Complete!

Love in Ten

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Love is my feel-good tea.
My Sunday Morning Hey-Ya,
My shake and bake,
Love is the things I can not see.
Love is my power, no man can control
Love is letting go.
Love is effortless.
Love is how the trees are made.
Love is my whirlwind
Love is leaping through the universe.

“God is Love”

invited to Love in ten Sentences posted by: themissiontomars

https://themissiontomars.wordpress.com/2015/03/01/love-in-10-sentences/

Sending it forward I invite these Artist to share what Love is In ten Sentences

Post on your site and share the link with us.. Peace and Love

keep it going…

(Day 10 Future) Coral Reefs

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Steel blue salt,

In the waters that doth not stale.

The greatest fear is to fail.

Salt blue steel.

Soulful lessons with each tide.

Till I, shake the need for dying.

Til I, manifest, solid visions of my dreams.

Til the Urchins of the sea, find a home past the thieves.

Caught between the thickets of its kind.

Reeled forward holding lines.

Hook in gills

Gills in hooks

Reflections, of unsung stories

all that lies before me

tis but, Pearls of Opportunities.

(Day 8)Blues Psychedelic

Soweto, dancing in my pocket.

A rainy- tapping kinda night.

Folding red chairs, popping in and out of sight.

Swaying in a journey,

waking up to Conga.

Gingerly bouncing down my greatest fears.

I’ve got arms so wide, I’m ready to touch the sky.

With dreams so big

Somethin good, bound to happen.

I’m not dead yet!

Homage to My Hips by Lucille Clifton

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Poetry PotLuck: I Love Lucille Clifton Homage to her Hips even though I am small frame I see my hips as magic too, and her words lift me… the power in a woman… Her Poem moves me to have that Self love talk in the Mirror hey “My life loves me”…

Homage to My Hips
BY LUCILLE CLIFTON
these hips are big hips
they need space to
move around in.
they don’t fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don’t like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top!