Under the leaves which have freshly fallen,
Under the browned, softer ones and
Under the mulch and humus debris beneath them,
Lies my soul, chest to chest with the earth. 93 more words
2 hours, 24 minutes
Searching for that other equanimity
in my life.
Balance is making a living as
a caregiver, and a caring being.
Making space to be aware of others as… 30 more words
3 hours, 35 minutes
Ignorance gives birth to opinions. Yet there must exist a place for this to be not true. Less that place, it is all futile, purposeless, and without reason. 64 more words
4 hours, 4 minutes
Joys of Haylee
Today marks the last day I will be living in Muncie, Ind. As historic and cultural as this city is, it has exhausted my enthusiasm, and I’m ready to take on more adventure in my life. 863 more words
13 hours, 35 minutes
Cornering the muse and holding her hostage
Until I have emptied her pockets
Her hidden places –
Of every sweet, odoriferous stirring
She yields to the dogged… 70 more words
20 hours, 35 minutes
It is Raining!
For possibly the first time I now understand
how one can look longingly for Rain.
The lighting was a few hours ago. 90 more words
21 hours, 26 minutes
Obscura @ 3:00am
Our Shero stands at the window wearing
her cape,looking West searching,straining
eyes waiting patiently for a glimpse
of her beloveds, any sign that her… 87 more words
23 hours, 10 minutes