Tag Archives: Personal

Wrinkles in Time

I will always be taken with beautiful things.Trends often come and go, but I pretty much end up the same, with all the good, the bad, and the ugly. Almost unyeilding…chasing sunsets, historic textures, bright colors, and simple and complex … Continue reading

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You’ve Got That Nostalgic Feeling

Some songs and movies from our past do not have the most outstanding quality or originality, but they give us that sense of familiarness, a reminder of a simpler time. (I sound so old.) So, just because they might be … Continue reading

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Dreams to Remember

Last night, I had a wonderful dream the lead-up is unclear but I remember the moonlight filtering through the shades on the bedroom window highlighting the dimple in your cheek and your eyes, peering into my soul The air was … Continue reading

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You and I

We must stop the haunting ways we think and dust the cobwebs of doubt away. We must fight the demons that whisper we are not good enough for each other, my love. I cannot speak for you, but, you spend … Continue reading

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At Least I Can Laugh!

It’s been a long time since I have just sat down with a glass of wine, put on some music, and poured my heart out into my laptop. After chatting with a friend yesterday, I found that it’s time. *** … Continue reading

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Nothing Gold Ever Stays

I am taken with my skin when concealed by the thinnest cloth and bathed in sunlight when I stand still long enough to watch the light make love to the dark I feel the most understood – for that juxtaposition … Continue reading

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I Wish I Could Write The Way I Think

I wish I could write the way I think – Obsessively Incandescently With maddening desire and the same intense passion that flows through these veins I would make love to these pages with such intensity, the moon would tear open … Continue reading

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If I Could Go Back In Time

i would travel to fifteen and tell her to hold her head high to not compare herself to other girls now or at thirty-five for we are not the kind of beautiful that turns heads or steals breaths we are … Continue reading

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Wild Geese

My momma had this deep love for wild geese that I never quite understood until one day while I was listening to the earth cry and shaking violently I heard the geese squawk and I looked up and witnessed the … Continue reading

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