Say what! You mean
That’s not why they call it an
Em dash? — those Dickinson
Hyphens between?
Creativity Journal
Immeasurable
Even hundredfold grief is divisible by love.
Listen to the colors
Purple is the soul-lifter
Red, the flame of passion
Yellow, the light of warmth
Green, vibrant stem of life
Pink, a whisper of beauty
Orange beckons, take a chance
Blue is the sea tide in us all
Inkdreaming
the smell of ink is
intoxicating to me —
others may have wine
but I have poetry
Demolition
I’m under construction — please excuse the poetry.
Battles
Life is a battlefield of broken dreams and pieced-together victories.
Work hard & shine!
Sometimes the universe tosses out handfuls of glittering opportunity. If it falls upon you, dance! Then get right to work.
Marrow
Poetry is the dancing skeleton of
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Specks of universe in my soul,
flurries of God in my head.
Heart ticks away, doing its job—
whispering poetry all the while.
Enlightenment flickers subtly
from old gray half-burnt wicks.
Time & dates
A lover counts time in kisses, not years.
Endings & beginnings
The last faded autumn leaflet hangs from a frozen branch, just a short fall from the tree to winter.
Breakthrough
Let courage break through the cracks in your fear.
Your fill
There are lots of opport✻nities o✻t there. And yo✻ know what’s missing.