Trickling through my hair,
Smearing on my face,
Cascading down my neck,
Pouring down my spine,
Dragging my pants off my hips,
Swimming down my legs,
Pooling in my boot,
Who needs a pool?
I’ve got the heat.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Beats.
My heart flutters at you.
Must mean I’m not blue.
My heart flutters at fear.
Must mean I need to be clear.
My heart flutters after the cold breeze.
Must mean I’m about to sneeze.
My heart flutters at the baby’s smile.
Must mean I’ll stay and stare awhile.
My heart flutters in the dark.
Must mean I’m dreaming of sharks.
My heart flutters at art.
Must mean I’ve got a creative heart.
Family.
You are born into one,
You are raised by one.
You grow with one,
And you are loved by one.
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You continue life with that one.
You strive and thrive with that one.
They see you fail and fall.
But they help you crawl and stand tall.
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Now it’s new.
His family has accepted me.
But not only that,
His family, my family, are one.
I am happy with glee!! 💕
What A Beautiful Today…
Today is a beautiful day. To me it is the most beautiful kind of day….
The sun is shining,
While the wind is whispering.
The air is nippy but yet still warm,
With the clouds rolling.
The trees are dancing,
As their leaves are clasping or flying.
It is peaceful.
It is calm.
I feel His hope drifting through the world.
Diving, spilling, soothing into hearts.
Relax and enjoy this windy Sunday.
To have…
Embrace it.
Even though you can’t see it.
It’s there.
Don’t be scared.
If you listen.
You might hear,
The sweet soft voices,
In the air.
There is nothing,
To fear.
Love is near.
Embrace it.
My quote:
“Love is like the wind, you can’t see it, but you can feel it.” ― Nicholas Sparks
Journeys
Journeys are long and hard.
They can end sadly
Or just plainly.
Nothing can be done.
Nothing can be said.
But continue on.
Journeys are part of life.
You struggle.
You drive.
You continue.
You thrive.
But all can fail.
Life continues on.
Journeys reveal new journeys
A door can close,
Just use the window.
Discover a new way.
Never give up.
Just continue.
And pray.
A Fear
Eyes open.
Light floods.
Neck & spine.
Stabbing pain.
Burning sensation.
I can’t move…
I CAN’T MOVE!
Tears spilling.
Unmovable legs.
Feel nothing.
Get up…
GET UP!
Nothing happens.
Don’t worry.
Only a nightmare.
Back to sleep.
This is one of my fears.
What If?
What would you chose 
Sight or sound?
If one was no longer
To be found.
Would like to see
Bumblebees and other bugs
Travel through time
Dancing and giving hugs.
Would you like hear
The faint rustles of leaves.
Stirring up your simple fears
Drifting off into the breeze.
Wonder if you didn’t have these traits,
Would your life changed?
Or would you embrace
The subtle wonders within your space?
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