Tag Archives: water.spirit

Over Me:

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trees wet

Wash me

rivers of love

like tiny rose petals

budding underneath

tapered fields

Wash me

bare

my imperfections

with the tides

Healing storms in my pocket

deeper and deeper still

Wash me…

Visionariekindess2015 (Image by Malisha Goggans)

Capture that:

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Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace.

The soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things. -Amelia Earhart, aviator (24 Jul 1897-1937)

Embracing the spring:

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Maybe I’m breaking through my own soil. Finding the balance to live holistically healthy in spirit, mind and body. I am giving birth to a new me with the possibility of embracing happiness. I am here to experience love, and joy. The contrast of pain and sickness I am fully aware: in a world where dying is the end result, I still choose life. My launching pads are set, ready to journey deep into waters. I don’t have all the answers, yet something beckons within, holdout my fishing line and be ready for goodness to overflow.

http://www.writeforhealing.com/stories-by-you/2015/8/19/new-waters

Let it Be…

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Cultivating

stillness

let it

easy and gentle

only then we can reflect light…

Send me (Day 30 NaPowrimo

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Ode my spirit

strumming

chimer -ing straws of memories

I was called here

bumming rides on-wombs of mercy

Ode spirit – shivering greatness -in birth

Ham-bone and grinning

Junes’ Snow

Blueberry oak

Expanding in Milk and Honey

Ode spirit,

I’ve come…

I’ve come, home.

Day Thirty

Safety (Day 29,NaPoWriMo

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His hat hung just above the tiled brow.

Formerly he wore his best,

High altered pursuit -Ivory Grey

Drinking -dusty winds

Perching, gently its blue-ish bill.

Practicing his craft on human-rubbish

Gliding his hallowed cry – eeeer.

Against ghetto ‘s, sand-dunes,war zones and cliffs too

Robotic faces shhing feathered hands

still on he came,

Proudly, shaking the bear,

Resiliently, greeting lion cubs,

Flying parallel with each blustery storm.

Protected by the universe, Mr. Sea Gull.

Today I did not follow the prompt, I’ve gone my own way. I meet a beautiful friend today and thought I’d share my feelings. National Poetry is coming to a close.I felt much pressure writing. I’ve enjoyed each fresh rhythmic line. I have much to be thankful for. Writing is my water,my glass-slippers to the ball.My healing. Writing is my friend. All Rights Reserved 2015.

Please check out NaPoWriMo here for today’s prompt if you like:

Day Twenty-Nine

Growing Day 27) Napowrimo- Variant Haiku

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Planting

tree space

in my soul.

Tilling

watered holes

turning over anew.

Gardening

inward growth

preparing for harvest.

As (April )National Poetry Month is quickly passing- I am blessed today with all goodness and kind words, flowing on my blog and others(such positive goodness) . Please visit if you haven’t

Day Twenty-Seven

The dedication bloggers have-its in our blood. I understand this habit of writing and sharing. As (my grand) daddy would say Howdy-“keep milking the cows,chase a hens or two that’s good livin!”… I am thankful for this space to write. There is nothing more beautiful,when I look around and see love…

And today’s prompt – optional, as always — comes to us from Vince Gotera. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem. For example, you could write a hay(na)ku sonnet, like the one that Vince himself wrote back during NaPoWriMo 2012!