Sunday, February 14, 2021

In the Field of the Sky Ponies

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” Rumi.


Meet me in the field

that has no fence,

where the sky ponies graze,                                                      

above the earth

and beyond the heavens

 

Here we can speak

of all the things we keep hidden

as we lay in the grass

holding hands

 

Here our secrets shine and spin

then burn out,

their powers spent

 

Here our truths seed the prairie

that grows and blooms

beyond all sight

 

Here we are safe

Here we are sacred


The image Indigo Sky Mares, by Laurel Burch is provided as a writing prompt by The Sunday Muse.

Saturday, January 23, 2021

How Do You Spell Relief?

Biden - Harris

It was a huge relief after Joe Biden and Kamala Harris were sworn in.  After that ceremony I felt as if I was able to take the first deep breath in over four years.  I don't mean for this blog to be an overtly political place, but as a human being with both a brain and a soul (or a sense of right and wrong, if you prefer) I can't feel otherwise, and I feel compelled to share that here.  The place where all eight of you might see it.  Cause I'm real outspoken like that.

Alright, please feel free to go about your business.  And perhaps in the near future I'll even post some poetry on here again.

Cheers! 

On reading "The Diary of Anne Frank"

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