lightandshadow73
Big Bear Lake CA
What I want ..... a little shack and a big garden by some water with some chickens and a laundry line stretching across the back yard....and maybe some beautiful weed plants on the back porch someday....a swinging bench in the front with a guitar leaning there. I hope the kitchen is the biggest room in the house next to the bedroom! I want a great big claw footed tub in the bathroom......with a big clear window facing the forest. Oh....and of course, a 1967 Camaro in the driveway....my children nearby... / Let us remember to Love one another, to not put value in the things of this world, but the things of the heart. Remember that this life is short in comparison to eternity and it is but an opportunity to choose Love rather than darkness. Let the Legacy of our Lives be something we can be proud of. If I never own anything and I am tossed about the world and the seas like a leaf displaced from a tree in autumn, let me still remember to Love and know joy in times of Light and Darkness...
Light beamed off his visage
platinum corn-silk tresses
Glowing skin sends message
Souls Lamp Blesses
Inner reaches of my heart
Adoring seas part
Terror in Love so pure
Faith manifests cure
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 12:04 PM UTC
White and Pure like Snow
Silent and seductive like the soft summer breeze
Singing songs from the old days - when the world was young
An old soul with a young heart
Fresh and beautiful like the Sea
Eyes green and mysterious akin to the ancient land of Ire
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
Ah yes ~ the fire which no one sees ~ that we wear on our sleeves ~ excrete in our tears ~ a self destruction so sweet ~ flesh and spirit intertwined ~ unraveling the mind.
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
I can't tell how I feel
The rats are inside her again
I am a boiling kettle whistling
The blood is hot in her veins
I try to keep it in perspective
Her own fear devours her
I over achieve to balance the scales
They have nothing to be jealous of
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
force field
enfolded
each opening filled
energy
titanic excellence
blurred all vision
decision
abrupt tidal change
intimacy deranged
ring of truth
possessed
memory
nostalgia
nausea
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC
Sad
I will say
I respected his work ethic
he was an alcoholic
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
Pretty Pictures
Those pretty pictures are the compilation of our days
Making a nice painting in my memory
Nostalgia always putting aside the shadows
Celebrating adrenaline and laughter
And so it goes
the recollection
making the rest make sense
to those who were there
I can rest easy in that
A pretty memory skewing
In a while even I will believe it
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
Temporary Shelter
It is such a comfy bed
that little nest on the floor
More than I have had
It includes a lock and door
Temporary Shelter
Feet cracked and soiled
Shoes old and worn
been walking this same pathway
since the day I was born
Temporary Shelter
They always smile
before we say goodbye
toting good intentions
making me gunshy
Temporary Shelter
From underneath the trees
my skylight was the moon
yet I kept on praying
we would get home soon
Temporary Shelter
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
Not cranky
Just a little tired
just a little worn
just a little ********
just a little torn
Not cranky
Just a little afraid
just a little confused
just a little underpaid
just a little used
Not cranky
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 1:55 AM UTC