An early lesson in trust, I found with her when she buoyed my body and calmed my mind in dark waters that hid more than they shared where the tips of my toes dared to stretch for the unknown that lived beneath She taught me how to still a tongue that had a lifetime of …
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Night falls, dreams rise ~ Part II
Night falls (Part I) Dreams rise (Part II) In dresses stitched with stardust sequins, Venus and I twirled through the heavens while the winking moon hypnotized us with his sensual tunes. A suspended asteroid, formed from dense iron and glimmers of gold, became our pool when we discovered its most precious compound: water. Our bodies …
Night falls, dreams rise
I sang a song with Venus. I offered a wish to the waxing moon. I pondered the vast darkness. I am diving into the deepness where my guide awaits – the weaver of dreams, the spinner of fates. ✨ Make a wish! ~ Michele my image, Venus and the waxing crescent, southwestern skies (5/22) 🌙 …
Thirsty
beyond the desert thirsty longings quenched by a waterfall of stars 🌠🌠🌠 Written for Fake Flamenco's May poetry challenge: write a haiku using the phrase "waterfall of stars" my image, Lost Dutchman State Park, Sonoran Desert © 2023 MyInspiredLife
Candy Apple Red
There she goes bumping down the road wrapped in candy apple red Silverado short bed windows down, music up blond lift held with Aqua Net Nice truck! more than one said not talking wheels, I suspect She complements her spring birth month bull strength and stubbornness She’s no bull in a china shop though with …
Real can’t be rushed
Busy hands can amuse a longing heart – a tuck and twist here a fold there a little time and a lot of paper mâché can craft dull surroundings into colorful abundance The heart may applaud the attempt by pumping more blood through veins but don’t be fooled the heart is no fool It is …
Spread Your Wings
What do you want to do today? I don't know, what do you want to do? I don't know, whatever you want to do. We should try out that fish place everyone's been talking about. I don't know, I don't feel like fish today. What do you feel like? I don't know, we should try …
Her Cottage by the Sea (audio excerpt)
She squeezed her eyes tighter, but the image of kissing him goodbye was seared inside her. She wanted to fracture herself into a million pieces and scatter herself across the sand, let it absorb her, let it transform her. Broken pieces of her, shaped into polished sea glass that captured the rising rays, smoothing her …
Honey Thunder
My disposition may drip sweet like prickly pear honey, honey, and I may step lightly on my toes and on the feelings of others, but I ain’t no fragile lady who needs protection or a broken bird that needs fixin’. I sure as hell ain’t no wind-up doll here for your pleasin’. *** For too …
Love language
He painted her toes sandy. Blending all the elements, she wrote his name in the shape of devotion. The heavens responded ~ turning the sky into his fiery passion and the sea into her pulsing rhythm. 💞 ✨✌🏻✨ ~Michele my image, Solana Beach, California © 2023 MyInspiredLife
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