Sweet little butterfly, your love is gone. Too soon he was taken from you and now your delicate wings are heavy with grief. I reach out my hand but you pull away binding yourself in onyx threads of mourning. Your … Continue reading The Flight
I close my eyes and let the rhythm of the drums rise up from my feet and consume my body. My left foot moves to the beat and soon the right one follows. I hear the wind instruments drift along … Continue reading Reaching
My eyes turn from your gaze and I know it is to hide my shame. Please do not look too close, for you will see what truly resides in my heart. A fevered glow of embers burn deep inside me and no amount of tears will extinguish them. You reach for my hand and I pull back my scorched fingers. Your loving touch pains me for I have painted with fire and those scars still remain. You lay your hand upon my branded heart that forever carries the pain I caused you. You lean in close as your lips brush … Continue reading Enkindle
My days and nights seem to be blurring into one another. It is to the point I see darkness when my eyes are open and light when shut tight. Intrusive noises have crept upon me and weigh heavy on my … Continue reading Searching For You
He reached out his hand to me and I took it without hesitation. As I looked into his eyes, my heart steadied with the rhythm of the train. I sat back down and my eyes glanced out the window and I could see the moon had thrown her blanket over the world. I must have fallen asleep but the dream was still fresh in my mind. Still looking out the window, I could see the stars casting their reflection upon the water. My heart fluttered like the wings of a hummingbird as I saw the pearl gliding through the darkness. … Continue reading Dancing Laughter
Looking up at the stars that seem to be dangling on wires. I tiptoed so my fingers could touch them but as I did, they began to melt. It felt as if the night sky started to weep and the … Continue reading СТАРЫЙ ДРУГ
I always felt inspired by the beauty that surrounds Moscow. My eyes cast up as the wind circles and the frigid air snares my breath. Snow flakes drift down from the darkening sky and for a moment, the child in … Continue reading To Moscow My Love…Oh, You Left
just like in her dream on the back of a turtle her journey begins ********** Written for Carpe Diem #363 – Aleph, The Journey Begins I absolutely love Paulo Coelho and been inspired by so much he has written. I saw this prompt and remembered my dream last night in which I was surrounded by so many turtles oh and one alligator. In dreams the turtle often represents wisdom, longevity, wisdom and loyalty so who better to go along on a self journey. Oh..alligators tend to symbolize treachery, deceit and hidden agendas. This could get very interesting…. Continue reading My Journey Begins
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