Find a place inside where there’s joy, and the joy will burn out the pain. JOSEPH CAMPBELL I thought about JOY all day, ever since I saw the prompt for RDP Saturday. I had visions […]
There’s a world out there. Open a window, and it’s there. ROBIN WILLIAMS One of the things I love about blogging is the places it takes our minds. I found this Robin Williams quote today […]
I have a collection, Of masks that I wear. Some say “I’m OK,” Others show that I care. There’s a smart looking one, That I wear when I work, And one that looks angry, When […]
If feels like the dead of winter, The leaves, they have lost their hues. Birds are refusing to sing, and… The sun has a case of the blues. The streets, once bustling with magic, Cry […]
Celestial sphere, Eternal light in the dark, Eyes fixed upon you. Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Eye & Light
I’m happy to report that my inner child is still ageless. Well, I had a little fun today, and it made me feel like a kid again! I had some big ideas for art projects […]
Hollywood has unfortunately become a memory. It’s nothing but a sign on the side of a hill. —Mickey Rooney I haven’t taken my walk yet but I’ll be on my way shortly! I’m still testing […]
They’re coming for us! Swords blazing bright, fight or flight… Get out while you can! It kind of ruins the mood when I try to explain everything, but this Image and Haiku are just too […]
May the lilt of Irish laughter lighten every load. Irish Blessing If Google translate is working today, Amhráin Ghrá means Songs of Love. We need more of those today. If it’s not, if there’s an […]
Sometimes you have to close your eyes…
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. John Muir Word of the day challenge: Nature
Forever & Ever Amen I’m interrupting the Alphabet Game for a little abstract fun. A big thank you to Brashley Photography for the challenge, and for the extremely useful instructions on “How to Twirl in […]
Urban sidewalk A hidden gem after the rain Beauty can always be found You just need to look With your heart Open *
My dreams are vivid, they’re bold and alive.
The colors run deep, as they spin and they jive.
Often they fade, to black, and to white,
Others appear in magnificent light.
Sometimes in shadows, or a dark silhouette,
They wait as I cling to the fear of regret.
One dream can splinter, into two, even three,
I’ll never stop dreaming of all I can be.
Quietly I slip away Into the black and white. Cautiously Sparking palettes Waiting for colors to ignite. Weekend Writing Prompt #87: Ignite