“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
poets
FOWC with Fandango 6-28-2018
Kudos
To Evie
for becoming my emotional support puppy!
Warm kisses,
Snuggle hugs,
Sleeping under the blanket,
Pushing me off the bed.
Me and my shadow.
Careful or that toy
Will be mine!
Quote For The Day 10-3-2017
“The end is where we start from.”
– T.S.Elliott
FRIDAY FICTIONEERS 3-4-2017
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Inside
I can only know you, he said, if I’m inside
And so he crawled in,
My legs spread like a sprawling giraffe.
I am in you.
I am in you.
Like clouds on the sun,
Shadows pretending rain.
And so he crawled in,
My legs spread like a sprawling giraffe.
I am in you.
I am in you.
Like clouds on the sun,
Shadows pretending rain.
When he found nothing
He crawled out,
Walked away without
A word of
Goodbye.
He crawled out,
Walked away without
A word of
Goodbye.
Quote For The Day 2-27-2017
“How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
Quote For The Day 2-4-2017
The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and story-tellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.”
― L.M. Montgomery, The Story Girl
The Daily Post One Word Prompt 1-31-2017
Trying my hand again, so here goes…
The scent of roses hides
Shadows cold under the dark sky
Soft baby warm light.
Quote For The Day 1-19-2017
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”
― W.B. Yeats
Daily Post One Word Prompt – Fishing
FFfAW Challenge – Week 12-06 through 12-12-2016
This week’s photo provided by Jade Wong.
Another foray into the attempt at haiku. Or, just a three-line poem if that doesn’t work!
Smuggled among glitter
grass, topsy-turvy puzzle.
A paper white bat.
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