Sufficient

2020-05-27_ Isolate

Well, as usual, Mr. Squier proved a tremendous inspiration. There is one mistake in this I did not catch before I put it on the glass. I can live with a little imperfection when I have been reading loads of it in eBooks lately. I am generally good at catching my faults and heavily berating myself over them. Yeah, gotta LET IT GO!

I told you all I had four pages left in the journal, well, it is now full. I have to find a new companion to see me through the Summer. Not sure about that thing at all. Choices, choices, ain’t that the burn of change? The dog will bite if you don’t put him right in his place. Color, plain, patterned, thick, thin, wired, bound, cheap paper, something with tooth, dot, lined, blank, leather, paperboard, wood – see, you know I have to think this over. It is much more a thing because I take my journal everywhere I go. I never know when the need to write is going to ambush me. You know I write a little bit, well, LOL!

Re-Education

2020_05_27 Re-Education

Space

It is no palace
Some things are well beyond my
Remedy, yet still
It is my comfortable
Space, the home, my dear heart place.
I can hide my breath
Within the sheltering walls
Where no one can hurt
Me unless I bring them inside
Allow them the time to rage.
Safety is around
Me like a cloak sheer but warm
Protecting from storms
I can never leave here long
For my soul calls me back home.
Today I find songs
Words to carry me away
While yet here I stay
My mind is a traveling
Show, taking me where I wish.
No house, ah, no one
Can hold me to one ground space
I am all over
Though here I often abide
Life takes me off, everywhere,
I am myself, poet, writer,
Seer of mind, heart, and all wheres.

2020.05.27 Manatee

Tanka (Creative Snapwrites)

In the heavy crush
Of the first hug shared in months
The body melted,
Sealed the emotion tight as
A letter’s envelope flap.

*******

Love, and hopes, and dreams,
The basis of everything
Real and exciting,
These call us back from deep sleep
Revive our lives, living greet.

*******

Some days writing is
All the wishes coming true,
Sweet answered prayer,
Others its works are gummed
With nails, staples, super glue.

*******

I have lived such dreams
Of you that it only seems
Right, here together,
I give because loving you
Makes mine a much better life.

2020.05.27 Butterfly Totem

I am so pleased with the way my computer works now. I had limited my use of it because of slowness. Not anymore. I took the above photo at Callaway Gardens in between rainstorms during that day.

When Becoming

Inside the self where
All the thrust resides and builds
As hunger occurs
There hide those sweet, warm pleasures;
The keeping of life throughout.
Facilitating
Creativity we each
Stand sometimes alone,
But loneliness is a free
Boundary designed to transcend.
Heaven’s gates not far
From we who contemplate soft
Sounds of quiet taste
Recommending love every
Cell can fully share abroad.
We do not succumb
To the devices some others
Place before our face
We react as freedom’s agents
Giving of the things needed
That all everyone
Has to accomplish aided
Each along varied paths
Reaching together we come
Into the lightened place
Where dreams are made our full truth
And love nurtures us.