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It’s been a raucous week on Capital Hill, reminding many that beasts are sometimes born—but mostly made. (Image AP Scalise and McCarthy) The cliché; “what goes around comes around” takes on special meaning for a child of curiosity. Words are like sharp word piercing projectiles using sword point precise incisions that when implanted as seed, it emits germination of incise thought... "As the spring sun rises I might rise too / Finding myself in a forgiving clime" The universe if so vast. The activity of sentience so vital. How does one truly find solace in standing before one’s reality? (Image by Bonnyachoat) With so many ways to distract our focus, is it any wonder we peer through coke bottle lenses and hold blinders tight to our heads tempting implosion f... Perhaps the last vestige of pure respect for Nature’s laws governing humans, animals and plants in America were the indigenous people who met the Mayf... With a modicum of imagination, one can reduce life’s quintessence to almost everything Nature has made possible. Thinking and reflecting on many realities of life. Some time ago I wrote a poem I called “My Mirror Lies to Me.” Recently, while making some revisions to and updating that poem, (I added 5 more verse... At sunrise or sunset, it's always the same...the water becomes Nature's reflective surface...and we see more than we could ever have imagined! Such sacrifice is experienced in the name of…what? Some question the validity of it all. (image Soldiers Angels Germany) Transporting oneself to a prosetry place works wonders on a hungry heart. (Image by Agust-Ingvarss) The maturing process finds those who cling to the past, those who recklessly deal with the present (sometimes referred to a mid-life crisis) while oth... (An observation and reflection in progress) We so don’t know what the we’re trying to be…most of the time. A prose/poetry collage into reasons no amount of reflective persistence satiates certain wanton purposes. (Image by pinterest) As some of you know I am working on a second book of poetry which will be titled Breath of the Bayou. It is subtitled ''Reflections in Verse''. This p... Aloneness always has imagination as company. (Image by pinterest) Iraqi women: Prostituting ourselves to feed our children
The women are too afraid and ashamed to show their faces or have their real names used. They ... Haiku 5-7-5 syllable.
Do not left the past shatter your life, and future. Live for today. This time of year, one is reminded of what has past and what might come. Some find such thought depressing. Yet, there is much to be optimistic abo... Artwork by Alexandra*, after photography by Joseph* ~ OneLight*®
(Upon our return from a brief sojourn along the canals of Venice, hello again, dear ... With so many memories that continue their periodic visits, just a few bars of a Morriconi sound track and I slide into images and scents that keep me ... There are times when snapshots of one’s past rear up (having not been thought of in years) and suddenly there appear milestones of understanding. Such... There are times when snapshots of one’s past rear up (having not been thought of in years) and suddenly appear milestones of understanding. Such was t... Not to worry,
Not to hurry,
Day passed in a rainy fury,
My vision, of late, is sometimes blurry... "Perfection as refracted by a judging eye" Acrylic "Shelter" by Julianza Shavin
I wrote this, or a version of this, years ago, then lost it. Here, I try to recapture sitting through my daughte... Thank you Annable for inspiring me to write this one as I think back to the Cruise Hubby took me on a year ago.
Well, you can watch the circus of the RNC convention or pay attention to the mental virus that a certain party continues to foment… kind of a perpetua... |
