Beginnings of March

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BLUE

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It’s slow but at times it seems to fast. Like a fire just started and the kindling lasts and lasts. I like to emerge myself with your hue it used to be a bright red now it’s my constant blue.  Your  hunger is infectious , your beauty never pretentious your smile so sure with a hint of grandure. My heart expands for you, your my heart and soul, your my constant blue.

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Galloping

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Constant drumming, humming that  reaches their most inner memories. Creating sorrow or hope. I hear they whisper and curse your galloping. like the war is hear! it’s screaming!
Like tears their constant falling.  But I embrace thy. I love the rumble. If I could I would embrace your return. I would calm the masses of negative projection’s so they would revel in their own reflection. They would vote against rejection, and I would have done my job I’ve lead a following for your galloping.

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Galloping

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Constant drumming, humming that  reaches their most inner memories. Creating sorrow or hope. I hear they whisper and curse your galloping. like the war is hear! it’s screaming!
Like tears their constant falling.  But I embrace thy. I love the rumble. If I could I would embrace your return. I would calm the masses of negative projection’s so they would revel in their own reflection. They would vote against rejection, and I would have done my job I’ve lead a following for your galloping.

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Dear Lucy

Dear Lucy;
  I’m thinking of you so often these days, not sure why but I can feel your warm embrace. I remember all the hours we’d sit and talk, I’d mostly listen to you speak of your mom and sisters all the stories you’d share about your past that somehow felt so tangible. At the end of those stories your eyes would be teary and I was to young to understand just how much you missed these strangers you spoke of so fondly of. I was just happy to be there sitting with you. I miss you so much that at times I feel physical pain in my chest as I remember your beautiful smile, your welcoming grace. I could write about you for days so many things to say, to jot it down so I won’t forget. Where ever you are
I hope know I’m thinking of you .

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