Freed to Love

catwoman-wow1She wasn’t a beauty in the
perceived physical sense


she was perfectly beautiful.

No, she wasn’t without flaws,

(for, none of us are)

she was perfectly perfect for
the hearts made to love her
in all that she was


when her eyes gazed into mine
I saw the universe through her soul and
knew without doubt she had freed my own
from its eternal quest to know true love.


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Gracious Days

DrowningA pleasing thought
of you


reminding of this lost
perched in the soul.

Only silence
knows how to be a shadow
in this graciousness
of days.

I balance
in bountiful splendour
‘neath clear blue skies
and beloved water flow

Reminded of
what was
reaping wisdom from pain


of nearing worlds
in other kaleidoscopic spectrums

whilst subsumed in
Earth’s gentle unfolding.


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Life’s Prize


Rain, rain, rain
falling on my mood

hits the roof
I sit in
filling me with…


Is that hope I see
on the other side
shifting the misery
and gloom.

A loan gull floats
upon wild waves
amid white horses
galloping a pace

the water too
as restless
tosses, rolls
releases him once
again to swim.

I shiver like
the tree limbs do
still awaiting the cloaks
to hide their naked
winter sleep.

and I…

I hold this time within
and count it as
life’s prize.


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Where there is Love

Inside the chrysalis of earth
from origins unseen
love, is nature’s dream

Given birth and courage to dare
we become butterflies
to dance on air
for just a moment of time

a moment is eternal
past, present, future

You may say:
There is no hope
I say:
Where there’s life there’s hope
and where there is love
there is life


Love is life
Life is love.


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*I Believe

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Carry on Tuesday #181 Where there is love there is life.


If we knew all of the answers there would be no point
in our existing anymore.
He who can no longer pause to wonder and
stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead;
his eyes are closed
The most beautiful thing we can experience
is the mysterious. It is the source of
all true art and science.

As a youth I took it so for granted
it hadn’t done me any favours
to me, it was neither here nor there
and yet, and yet,

I never stopped searching for the truth.

At the center of the ball of cosmic string
I found love the biggest thing
the reason for everything
…and life, well
everything about it fascinates.


I will never stop seeking life’s truths
until the day I die.


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Life itself is a gift.

The words in italics are quotes by that very famous Brain Albert Enistein

 Shared with Poets United Wonder Wednesday? #8 E=mc2… or,  Einstein quotes

Sun Worship

A chill wind blows across my skin
snow is on its way and
this is a time of change

Nothing stands still
not even the fleeting moment
of writing these lines.

I watch you
and wonder how far my feet
might carry me today.

There’s no distance too great
to travel out of silence
back into the noise of now

I love the sway of
illusionary movement captured
as a cloud passes by and, I could swear
you just winked your eye.


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Carry on Tuesay #180

Never Ends

I sometimes laugh
believing smoke and mirrors
hides unspoken signs of
my physical pains.

Maybe you will never see
the other side of me
The side I choose to
keep ‘neath that surface
of the smooth veneer
I share.

Some have seen
the other sides

Those sides I try to hide.

The sometimes sad
and melancholy parts
that remember Oh so well
why it was I gasped

then, had to tell myself

…Keep breathing.

The side that knows
deep within, that same
passion still boils
(rages at times)
through want and need.

A flowing stream
rampant, rapid

Thoughts running wild
rivers wind and bend

Spinning and spinning
the world goes on

life teaches
willing students

I saw a tiny teardrop
changing history
as I watched it fall
to leave a memory
before passing from here
in such a fleeting moment

into a time which

never ends.


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*I believe we are all multi-faceted beings and intentional or not, we show different sides of ourselves to different people.  For example, we behave completely differently at home with our family than we do with co-workers and such. Always been a deep, deep thinker.:)
With regard to myself I like to think I am s transparent as I can be.
I’m a WYSIWYG (What you see is what you get)

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