Music to my soul
Originally posted on Monody Prose:
Move your body in time to tones Slowly gracefully as you go I am a ghost of a simple past Tasting a painting that can not last Faded…
Originally posted on Monody Prose:
Move your body in time to tones Slowly gracefully as you go I am a ghost of a simple past Tasting a painting that can not last Faded…
Originally posted on Olivia Carolynn Writes:
Smears of acrylic on whitewashed walls – a textured semblance of longing. Could I travel 1000 miles to see it for myself? Instead I sculpt a…
I am going to California I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and… Continue reading
My midnight dancer A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told… Continue reading
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
Every step is one upon a precipice when you’ve no knowledge of the path optimism fueled with bravery footfall, a deep breath of the unknown never knowing where…
the wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone, regretting the dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you… Continue reading