WRITTEN BY JANE GOOD AND HASTYWORDS Flocks of butterflies landed in front of me Oranges, blues, and wine colored reds Their wings were a cacophony of beats Stitching my wounds with rainbow threads Transfixed by nimble and delicate flight I contemplate their careful crimson dance My motionless body masks my delight Viewing a rare…
I took my daughter to summer camp yesterday for a year week. I checked everything off the list as we packed and I didn’t break down much every time I packed something in her suitcase like I did last year. She tried to pack the dog at one point; but after telling her she…
Written by Steven Clapp and Hastywords Of supple grace Her body sings; Each exchange A symphony Of fleshy notes And desires Naturally divine. My eyes explore The white shores Of her supple lips; As my hands beg To discover Each tiny freckle Each tiny moon Gracing his Hungry universe. He tastes of her; Embracing her…
Originally posted on Teela Hart:
The remarkable hardness of sapphires—9 on the Mohs scale is the second hardest mineral, right behind the diamond at 10. I took this photo of the sun and it reminds me so much of the Star Sapphire. It’s beauty is beyond words. I love your heart I love your soul…
So today is one of my FAVORITE bloggers birthdays. He ALWAYS seems to know when I need to talk, even when I don’t want to, he lets me know I am not alone. In my opinion, that is what a friend does. They don’t sweep in thinking they can fix you but they swoop in…
A vaccine is a biological preparation that improves immunity to a particular disease. A vaccine typically contains an agent that resembles a disease-causing microorganism and is often made from weakened or killed forms of the microbe, its toxins or one of its surface proteins. The agent stimulates the body’s immune system to recognize the agent…
Epic Poem Traditionally, an epic poem is a long, serious, poetic narrative about a significant event, often featuring a hero. Before the development of writing, epic poems were memorized and played an important part in maintaining a record of the great deeds and history of a culture. Later, they were written down and the tradition…
Originally posted on The Qwiet Muse:
I remember writing this the night my husband returned home from Iraq, it was his third and last homecoming from that faraway place . . . He’s since retired, the sight if those boots laying there was one of the most beautiful things I can remember seeing. Dust from…
Originally posted on Ranting Crow:
This picture has always been something I wanted to do a piece on. And today I finally did. Hope you enjoy this small piece of poetry. Click for larger size. Writer’s ballerina. Free On virgin sheets she dances Thrived by music she stains the sheer paper Toes dipped in blue…
I wrote this post originally in May of 2012. The memories I had trouble classifying when I wrote this post somehow ended up where they needed to be over time. I believe emotional wounds are like physical wounds. If we keep dwelling and fueling our heartache by listening to certain music, looking at certain pictures,…
