I will keep skating and perhaps this time next year I will be posting Roller Derby videos! 😂 Thanks again to trE at Cornered Gurl for being an early inspiration for this fun fit gathering and to blogger Belladonna for adding some energetic spirit to this challenge. 🙌🏻 I also want to thank my daughter, …
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Toes in clovers, imagination soaring
Their hands are little for only a little while Hold them finger paint with them play jacks with them Teach them how to hold a kite rope and how to jump rope Let them hold worms and ladybugs and pick clovers Show by example that hands are a heart’s messenger with endless ways to create …
Golden Pink Gone
At least a dozen Happy Hours are just down the road; a theme and special for every liking. Attractive and peppy attempting to lure people into their brand of happy. “No thank you, I have somewhere else to be.” The hue is changing, I must move quickly. Cheers to their form of happy – pouring, …
“Don’t Hesitate” (poetry recitation)
"Don't Hesitate" by Mary Oliver If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plentyof lives and whole towns destroyed or aboutto be. We are not wise, and not very oftenkind. And much can never be redeemed.Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps thisis its way of fighting back, that …
Mornings like this
Poetry exists for mornings like this The jasmine is bursting Orange tea leaves are steeping A gentle rain is falling One drop now thousands Last night’s wishes offered to the stars on me, now fall Your essence etched across my heart I retrace softly and slowly, all that you are I live for mornings like …
Finding a Porpoise
Finding a purpose is a purposeful life-long journey, and one I commend, but I just want to find a porpoise who can teach me how to click and spin, and how to play with wild abandon, and how to hold my breathe while diving to deep depths. With a sense of purpose, my newfound porpoise …
Dancing with Dragonflies
Seeing the perfection of colors blended from earth and sky Hearing the crunch underneath a different song Smelling the sweetness of plants I cannot name Touching the truth of beauty grown not made Tasting the sensation of joy touch my lips Feeling the fabric of separateness begin to tear Releasing the need to need anything …
Sharing more Love (poem & video)
I did not know he was breathing me in, during the blackest night of my soul. Quietly, he did tiptoe, night after night after night. Boldy, he did lean close, breathing in my rhythm, my joy. Note after note after note, peeling away my songs; making my music his own. Skilled precision, no remorse. Waking …
Passion in the Park (poem, photos, & live music)
Toward him my heart turned when I heard his words, “With your hand in mine, we can walk through any space and time and leave behind this crawl space with its narrow mind we can’t deny what we’ve been searching for, for all our lives yes, you and I, with love wings we can fly…” …
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My Greatest Gift
I dreamed you before I met you. I loved you before I held you. Before I heard your heartbeat for the first time, before I felt your tiny legs flutter across my belly, and before I first looked into your artist’s eyes, your life gave mine a grander purpose, and an overwhelming desire to become …
My Inspired Life 