A kiss under stars
is the greatest place to be
For they are our sparks
Hard to believe we're in March! Time is really flying by.
This one is just a small haiku for my journey.
Something I've always dream to have, haha!
It's a girlish dream of mine but a dream none the less ☺💜
I'll hold onto it though, in a better time and when I'm in a much better place.
Please stay safe and well all, everyone! You and your families!
The clouds of imagination sailed past
The images and imagery created didn’t last
The rains took their breath away in a splash
All that remained was clay and some wet hay
Incomplete, yet replete
Inspired by a picture of clouds
The wistful beauty
thrives with her mask of legend
Touched by tragedy
Small haiku from my journal. 💜🌹
I feel a bit better today. I find myself reading more and more about the legendary Marilyn Monroe. Shes such a captivating figure.
The one thing I truly admire about her is her strength.
She moved and soldiered ahead even with all that happened to her.
Like the rest of us, she too had her fair share of triumphs and tragedies.
But I must say, her mask of Marilyn is so potent. Marilyn is whom we love yet its Norma Jean who's always left behind. In the shadow of a mask she created. To live up to that image of being a goddess must have been so difficult. I have an inordinate amount of respect for her.
I hope she is resting in peace.
Sweet Norma, I'll always keep a good thought for you
I've ordered another Marilyn book which should be here too, I look forward to reading it. Stay safe everyone!
Gently wrapped up all the light
Off the aurulent sky
Unfolding charcoal hues
The stars glimmer dimly
Somewhere a rainbow arcs