And now you stand,
in front of your borrowed reflection,
competing with yourself,
again.
Monthly Archives: February 2014
Paper Planes
I will fly away on my paper plane,
Into the world of crayons,
And I will land on the colour red.
Old Poetry: Imbalanced
The winter breeze that blew that summer day,
Freezing my bones in the sunshine,
The warmth in the air gone away,
The words had tripped that fine line,
leaving me imbalanced.
Oreo battles winter …
So it has been super cold this winter, and these last few days have been unseasonably cold! Not fun for our furry little family members… Oreo is not liking it one bit anymore, with his paws getting too cold even on a short five min walk…This was his combat clothes to battle winter this morning : )
All set for battle…
And it was still too COLD!!! GRRRRRRRRR……
With a splatter of love…
Last Day of February! looking forward to Spring…
With a splatter of love on your petals,
you kiss the sky,
happy.
Old Poetry: Keeping Hope
In Happy times
you want to lock it away
throw away the key
so forever it will stay
Laughter rings
And you bask in the smiles
You just wish
it would last a while
You hear echoes
No you don’t want them back
the cries take away everything
but it’s hope they lack
The key
yes you look for the key you have thrown away
you are strong, you tell yourself
and you will find your way
It’s in you, you realize
the laughter and the smiles
they are not far away
cause keeping hope
will make them stay
with each heartbeat
everyday
Winter Beauty…
Too Cold…
Too Bitter…
Too long…
are the frozen hands,
of winter beauty.
Uninterrupted
Remembering…
Remembering you and your bearded smile,
Like nine years have not gone by,
with our heart full of memories,
of yesterday…
**Dedicated to my uncle who passed away in 2005. It is  sometimes hard to believe nine years have passed  since the day.
Midnight Warriors
Midnight warriors,
triumph beneath the glare of darkness,
embracing the black summer sky,
they dance,
the fireflies.
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