Recipe for Disaster
She left him lying there in the kitchen in a crimson pool not knowing if he was dead or alive. She was not going to wait to find out.
Love
Beauty: What Is It To Me
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say
So if I’m the beholder
What is it to me?
Silencer
“Silencer”is this week’s tandem blog offering. Domestic violence is a real thing. So many are out there living in shame and silence. Let’s be their voice in the darkness and spread awareness.
In My Garden
I have all these beauties in my garden
An array of note
Tall, skinny, dotted daffodils
As they grow and grow into roses
Their innocent haze
A thing to praise
While life has not yet claimed them
I watch over them
Protect their intelligence
And nurture their beings
My garden is a bounty of joy
Laughter, silliness, love
My garden (on loan)
I love to behold
My garden of hope
Said Is Dead
Said I’d have you forever
Said you’d never let go
Said you’d hurt me never
Said our life would grow
If…
If… If only you knew You would be witnessing a miracle
The One Who Got Away
In rain and thunder Wind and hail You stand there. Still Forlorn, ghastly pale
Fading
Into the backdrop of space and time Fading Drifting Into the roaring waves pulling… Drawing me Deeper Into a galaxy beyond that which we know Sinking Reaching Out from the abyss of that which is Fading Save me From the […]