Dang - I'm withdrawing. Not many commenters lately anyway.
Sorry guys, but honestly I blog more at my other two blogs- and my photography and writing is all going onto DeviantArt now anyway. If you would like to see more of my new pieces- visit the link on the right to my DeviantArt account. There are LOTS more photos on there already.
I'll leave this blog running but probably won't be posting anything new here anymore. Se lave.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
My Red Dress
I'm feeling bold today
so I wore my red dress.
Feeling so bold today-
not at all the usual mess.
I'm feeling bold today
so I painted my lips.
Feeling so bold today-
I could swing my hips.
I'm feeling bold today
so I wore a red brimmed hat.
Feeling so bold today-
alone and unguarded I sat.
I'm feeling bold today
so I stood out for all to see.
Feeling so bold today-
today I showed everyone me.
so I wore my red dress.
Feeling so bold today-
not at all the usual mess.
I'm feeling bold today
so I painted my lips.
Feeling so bold today-
I could swing my hips.
I'm feeling bold today
so I wore a red brimmed hat.
Feeling so bold today-
alone and unguarded I sat.
I'm feeling bold today
so I stood out for all to see.
Feeling so bold today-
today I showed everyone me.
Darkened Road
First I walk alone. I do not feel afraid, and wonder why. Something seems to await me with an ominous sort of darkness before me. Yet my feet continue to step.
One foot in front of the other, I wet out, eyes focused at the long road before me. Darkness approaches. It comes quickly, quicker than I had expected. A chill runs through my body and I feel the goosebumps prick my skin. Yet I move forward. My feet seem to move on their own. They drag me forward fearlessly, ignoring the pattering of my heart.
My eyes continue to stare ahead, focusing on the graveled road stretching before me. The way is straight. It appears to be simple. Yet that daunting feeling of something dark awaiting me does not let go of my heart. My chest squeezes within me painfully. Yet I move on.
Then before I was aware, a warm hand took hold of mine. It clutched me with confidence and I looked to my side. He had come to help me. The chill left me instantly as my gaze met with his for an instant. Then together we continued forward. The darkness, still ominous, was not so harsh. My journey appeared to be brighter. The dark sky opened for a moment and I could see past its hold, a glimpse of blue.
We stepped forward together with a confidence, a partnership I hadn't expected. Hope returned. There is a light at the end.
One foot in front of the other, I wet out, eyes focused at the long road before me. Darkness approaches. It comes quickly, quicker than I had expected. A chill runs through my body and I feel the goosebumps prick my skin. Yet I move forward. My feet seem to move on their own. They drag me forward fearlessly, ignoring the pattering of my heart.
My eyes continue to stare ahead, focusing on the graveled road stretching before me. The way is straight. It appears to be simple. Yet that daunting feeling of something dark awaiting me does not let go of my heart. My chest squeezes within me painfully. Yet I move on.
Then before I was aware, a warm hand took hold of mine. It clutched me with confidence and I looked to my side. He had come to help me. The chill left me instantly as my gaze met with his for an instant. Then together we continued forward. The darkness, still ominous, was not so harsh. My journey appeared to be brighter. The dark sky opened for a moment and I could see past its hold, a glimpse of blue.
We stepped forward together with a confidence, a partnership I hadn't expected. Hope returned. There is a light at the end.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
A Child's Prayer
"Heav'nly Fadder
Tank dee for my fam-y. Tank dee for my fends. Tank dee dat we can stay and Gramma and Gammpa's house. Tank dee dat we can have a pace to stay when we need help. Tank dee for my Mommy...and my sister...
Please bless Daddy in Afghan'stan. Keep him safe and so he can come home... and so I can see him again.
Bless me to have good dreams.
Name of Jesus Ch'ist, Amen."
(Actual prayer I overheard spoken by my nephew one night.)
Tank dee for my fam-y. Tank dee for my fends. Tank dee dat we can stay and Gramma and Gammpa's house. Tank dee dat we can have a pace to stay when we need help. Tank dee for my Mommy...and my sister...
Please bless Daddy in Afghan'stan. Keep him safe and so he can come home... and so I can see him again.
Bless me to have good dreams.
Name of Jesus Ch'ist, Amen."
(Actual prayer I overheard spoken by my nephew one night.)
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