Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!

It is early morning and even before I begin to go about the holiday ritual of preparing foods, I find myself reviewing all that I myself have to be grateful for. My son Nicholas will not be home this year for the holidays and so I reminisce of the last holiday when all of my family was together. I remember putting him on the school bus and sending  him off for that first day of school and the dialog throughout the years that life does not follow according to mom's plan. I am grateful that my Nicholas is still safe and I pray without speeding  the months to quickly for his safe journey back to the states.Which brings me to my thoughts on  good and evil. Good and evil exist and I believe from the beginning of time that there had been a translation problem and that when they speak of God and the Devil that they were simple addressing good and evil.... as you roll the D from devil back over into God you have good and evil. The world is filled with so much good and so many wonderful people and yet it takes one evil person's actions to  be put in motion and stir up a negative reaction. This morning I am grateful for those people in my life who created a positive reaction. As I reach out and feel the warmth returned I am aware that I am on my intended path and though I have detoured I am as my very first poetry customer once said" exactly where God wants you to be at this moment"
From my family to friendship the list has become a part of my character who I am and where life takes me. Sometimes I have been guilty of wanting comfort over reasoning. So I thought I would take you on a small ride over a lifetime to bring us up to date. I always felt from a child on abstract or as you would say separate from my surroundings, that is except for the world itself and the universe. From early on I realized that we are a very small part of a bigger picture. I again went through the years and it occurred to me that at a very young age I had very big thoughts. My love for poetry was shared with family members from the first time I had access to a library and continued throughout my life. It was not until my uncontrolled emotions took hold that I found the pen an answer to the woes of the world or was it the woes of the heart? I am grateful for the experiences that I have been granted, the places it has taken me and the lessons that were learned in the process. I have learned  the depth and variations of friendship and love, the stirring of emotion of interaction and the reactions that surface from it all. I have skipped over the years where my soul was stagnant or dormant and I do believe it was. It was as if it followed the path of another rather than strolling along its intended route. Which brings me to date, it was and is a long and winding detour but we surface in our world of survival. I imagine that I am not much different than all of you as we are all surviving our own  personal issues of one kind or another. Again I am grateful for you my friend who chooses and I say yes chooses to journey along with me. I have learned so much from you, you have written  the book on unconditional love, trust, respect,  and have touched on all the varied aspects of our emotions. 

Touched a life and watched it grow and like a thread with a needle a  new story is sown. Smiles and  laughter, heartache and fear and on the darkest days wiped a few tears. Touched a life and watched it grow and like a thread with a needle a new story is sown.


I am thankful that when I was reaching
 you were reaching back!


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Soar Soul

Sings> There is an explosion of joy,
from a love I never thought I'd get to know.
It makes me feel so wonderful and gives to
life a royal glow.

There is a magic as wonderful as can be,
it placed you on the course which sent
your soul  on  a collision head on with me.

I feel the love when I hear your name, it
makes me quiver so and drives me insane.
The joy that you give, the moments that are
ours, fills my heart and to my soul empowers.

There is something special, yes special indeed,
that makes me want to hold you and fulfill your
every need.

There is a feeling that comes on over me, like a
blanket from the heavens your warms from
deep with me.
I feel the love when I hear your name, it
makes me quiver so and drives me insane.
The joy that you give, the moments that are
ours, fills my heart and to my soul empowers.

There is nothing like this love between you and
I, the passion between gives a new blue to the sky.

There is love in my heart, love in my soul and when
I gaze upward to the heavens I feel your tender hold.

I feel the love when I hear your name, It makes me
quiver so and drives me insane.
The joy that you give, the moments that are ours,
fills my heart and to my soul empowers.

We are the dreams,
we are the magic,
we are the love that
sets the world a blaze.

We are the passion,
we are desire,
we are the love that
sets the world a blaze. 

When I need to feel your love
and I need to know you're here. 
I close my eyes darling and 
imagine your arms comforting
me here.

The sound of your heart beat as it
lays there next to mine, the aroma
of passion that makes the dreams
so fine.

When I need to feel your love and
I need to know you're here. I close
my eyes darling and I listen to the
whispers of love that flow through
 the air.

When I need to feel your love and
I need to know you're here. I
gaze upward to the heavens and
a silhouette appears. 

Heart and soul embraced for all
time, the sun nor moon can't
separate what is deep inside.

There is something I can't quite explain, a chill that takes over my body and the dreams that in my heart are engraved. Powerful it has a hold on me and it allows me to dance like a gull over the sea.

Soar soul, love heart,
dream spirit ,heavens spark,
the dance of two,the bond into one,
a moment right, with the love of  my life.
Companion and my special friend, the joy
of my life from begging to the end. 

with my lover, companion and my special friend. 

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

One day in the life of a poet...

Of all the changing of the seasons, winter has always been my least favorite when it came to the bare trees, the gray hillsides and  the living in what feels like at times constant darkness. That is what always made the first snowfall so glorious, the little white crystals which blanket the hills creating a bright scenery. It never really occurred to me that many of the holiday movies and children's shows paint a picture where the Christmas holiday wouldn't be perfect without snow. Yet nothing is as dramatic as the north east for the changing of seasons.
Images of what is romantic, soothing, comfortable and rewarding in many ways has been programed in our mind and hearts almost like we input information into a computer. Though many experiences do not stay on the forefront of our thoughts, like that of our birth, it is still filed somewhere within in our memory. 
The visuals that we retain, a warm fireplace, a walk in the park, etc, create a form of expectation and many go throughout life trying  to create or stumble upon the experience. In many ways it is the balance which comes from  stroking the emotions with goals of both work and pleasure.Some experiences we take for granted because they are much more common. I thought of the first time we shared a snowflake and the images that came with catching one on our tongue. I smiled as I reenacted in my mind the experience of the first snowfall. 
The room is surrounded by darkness and I laugh as the only light is from my laptop. This connection to the world a form of interaction which allows me to share a moment in time with you brings a smile to my face. As quickly as you can flip through the pages of a book the experiences rolled through my mind. The sound of heels on a marble floor, lunch in Paris, a walk  down by the stream, spilling a gallon lotion and rubbing it all over and yes that first good morning and the images of sleeping in your arms. Each day, each shared moment is a gift in the making, I rejoice that I am most fortunate to walk through the seasons sharing my life with you.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Rose Petals

Each night I escape into the world where dreams comfort in away that soothes the heart. What can I tell you that you don't already know? what can I say that my heart hasn't already shown? The dreams cast you next to me and there in the heavens we dance to sweet memories.

 La la la my heart sings a song and the blue bird of happiness tweets along. La la la my heart sings a song and the blue bird of happiness tweets along. La la la good morning, la la la good night, la la la my darling , la la la under the moonlight.

Each night I escape into the world where dreams comfort in away that soothes the heart. What can I tell you, that you don't already know? What can I say that my heart hasn't already shown? The dreams cast you next to me an there in the heavens we dance to sweet memories.

For every rose whose petals open wide,
another story is hidden deep down inside.

....love you.

Here is my heart, I give to you my heart
and you may do as you wish. You may 
embrace the heart as you embrace the 
moment with great passion and with the
 magic of desire, but please don't let it go.

I have learned from the many experiences but only one experience has guided me and kept me from stumbling and that is the true magic of your love.For I am lost with out your faith, in sorrow without the serenity that your spirit so embraces and life itself is without meaning without the peace that your has placed our souls in alignment. I cried, laughed and rejoiced, you cried, laughed and rejoiced and together we experience the joy of the journey. 

Sometimes I am leery and that is when I quiver so,that the devils hold binds me and will never let me go.
I gasp as if breathless, I reach as if you are standing here, and when the darkness pursues and my direction is 
without aim that is when I feel your hand and no we are on top of this game. 

Much of the journey has been difficult, but than again I remember my  daily prayer and the Lord responded by sending me your love. I am most fortunate that on the swirl of earths darkness your love remains to guide the way with a beam of light. 

Bound by fear and released by love!

I fell into the arms of fate and laughed and than felt expelled and when all was lost and sorrow set in I knew not where to dwell.. Miraculous the moment,inquisitive my soul, that when you my friend were waiting was when I first was released from the depth and darkness of  hell. 

Time speaks all  truths...

It is not as if the house is quiet today, there is the sounds of the wood burning, the blower, music playing from three rooms away, a rooster crowing and the dogs barking and yet in some mysterious way there is silence.Heed the words of lovers, seek with heart and soul and when the silence lingers shake its nasty hold. Reach out with your spirit, allow your soul to dance and as the music  fills the air we dance in a faraway  land.. 

Here is my love, I give to you my love as an expression of our joined beings. You may allow it to infuse within your very being, keeping it oh so close, but please don't toss it away.Here is the gateway to my soul, I give to you the key so that you may enter into the world where nothing else matters. You may choose to unlock the gate and seek passage where only lovers dare travel,but if the weight is heavy please don't forget... that love in its most simplistic form is one with our being and inseparable. 

I am trapped in this mass confusion and than in a whisper I hear the words of love and they so softly speak... we will make it. 

I love you so much and that is the the celebration each
night as we dance upon the clouds.

Sing > Yes I do, I do love you,
 love you more, each and every day

Yes I do, I do love you, love you more,
 with each breath I take. 

Yes, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do love you,
Yes, yes I do , Yes I do, Yes I do love you. 

Yes, yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do love you,
Yes , yes I do, yes I do, Yes I do love you.

Yes I do,I do love you, love you morning
noon and night, Yes I do, I do love you, 
till the ends of time.
Love has away of revealing itself,
sometimes it takes a dry river 
bed to reveal the truth.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

The Heavens Blue

The song bird at my window, the rainbow across the sky and the dreams that I have been dreaming place you in my arms and not my mind. The visions enhanced with the love of two, my heart next to yours dancing under the heavens blue.

I paged through my cache of memories of you and stopped on the ones which made the sky so blue. There were days of laughter that held me through the night and a few where you wiped the tears and gave my inner spirit sight. 

The hollow is looking shabby with very little shades of green and so I hold to the moments that made my heart first begin to sing. There were castles of crystal in my child like dreams but what make them awful special are the thoughts of you with me. 

I lay here and my head is high up in the sky and with a smile upon my face I embrace all that makes you mine. You're my morning hello, my afternoon delight and when I close my eyes to sleep you're the friend who is by my side.

The song bird at my window, the rainbow across the sky and the dreams I have been dreaming place you in my arms and not my mind. The visions enhanced with the love of two, my heart next to yours dancing under the heavens blue.
I know you are here with me,
you make my heart sing,
you opened up my eyes
and made me realize.

Our love is true and no
matter what we do,
you're always here by
me, through my heart,
soul and dreams.


The curtains were of a darkened gray
and something happened that made
them fade away. I can't describe but
the heaviness is gone, unleashing your
love put the magic in the song.


Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Moon Light Escapade

 The Moon Light Escapade

Sings>This dance is a little different, the steps don't keep to time, you don't need rhythm to dance on the stars up in the sky. The heart is powerful and magical indeed and it can turn a mountain into a grain of sand and wash it out to sea. No barriers between us, you are in my heart each day and when the moon shines I sleep in your arms till morning finds its way. This dance is a little different, the steps don't keep to time, you don't need rhythm to dance on the stars up in the sky.

Early in the morning before the sun has yet to rise,
I hold you in my heart and always in my mind.

You are my sunshine on a dark and rainy day,
the gift of love that I so gently embrace.

You are my reason for living and I need you
so, you are my life energy and  I am not ever
letting go.

Early in the morning before the sun has yet to rise,
I hold you in my heart and always in my mind.


I need you more with each breath I take,
and want you from the moment I first

My needs are rather simple, to share my
life with you from earth to the heavens
under the magic of the blue.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Dance heart to the song in my soul...

When our needs bow to our wants
the dance upon the stage of life
becomes magical in every way.

I needed to feel your presence,
 wanted to fall aimlessly into
the warmth of your loves sweet

Darkness, darkness drapes the air,
cast shadows of heartache everywhere.
 Stars now control the sky and clouds
 puffed with dreams are floating by.

Closed my eyes and held on tight,
to dream the dreams of blue skies
bright. Love had cast you next to
me and that my friend is not a

I wanted so to kiss you goodnight and so I closed my eyes and I visualized the meeting of our lips in  the embrace of our hearts and dance of our souls in  the land of dreams....I love you so much that my heart  forever dances and my soul  rejoices in song.

No Man is an Island

It was John Donne a poet of the the early sixteen hundreds who said that " no man is an island , entire to itself. " Humans are a special breed in that they need interaction with others, rarely do we as a people thrive well isolated. It all so can be interpreted that together we can accomplish more than what one alone cannot. 

I woke this morning as if I was in the abstract,separate from my surroundings and yet could feel it closing in around me. The emptiness and loneliness is more than the state of the physical. As I wiped the tears which were streaming down my face, I thought of the winter storm that had yet to surface. Call the moment a challenge, a chapter or a page torn from the book of life. None of it seem to make any sense as the tears clouded the moment and blocked my visual from the reality or was it the opposite and there I stood drowning in reality which was blocking the dream. 

In my moment of frustration and the need to make sense of my thoughts and actions I reached for that which felt comfortable . Each breath I took was like a stone in the building of a bridge,one by one lay in the creation across the mountains and the miles to connect our spirits.  I found that when my mind was weighted in darkness that is when I felt lost and struggling and that is exactly when I found you standing there with your arms open. I felt a chill as my senses absorbed the energy of your love. I thought quick, life preserver, anchor, ship, friend. Through the stream of tears, a smile emerged and the cloud of darkness lifted to reveal all the possibilities when  hearts meet and souls entwine. 

"No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee."

John DonneMeditation XVII
English clergyman & poet (1572 - 1631)

We are many things to many people but what
 is of utmost importance is what we are to ourself. 


Because I believe it is so, is not necessarily
enough to make it so. 
When my actions quick and indecisive came to a stop,
a chill set in ...I am cold.


I have been controlled for so long by the actions of others,
that today I take one step to unleash my heart and free my soul.

Spinning and spinning around I go,
 pity and anger like the darkness flows.

The barriers unseen by the eyes 
are viewed extensively by the heart. 

Hold my hand....for your heart leads with rays of sunlight.

Takes a deep breath, wipes tears and allows the 
infusion of your love into my soul to set it free.

I thought if I believed it so, it was so, but I was not taking into accountability that we are not all standing on the same stage, playing the same part. 


I once believed that love was so empowering that
 it was capable of anything and everything...I still do.

We can and we will...

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Winter Logic

The fireplace is a sizzling hot, while outside the snowflakes blanket the mountains from the foot to the very tip top.  The skies appear to be a darkened gray, but when you are beside they are blue all the way. The cold chill has nothing on us, it is not about romance or games and lust, the bond eternal and delightfully true, is what gave the heavens their magical blue.


Heart is equal to emotion, the soul to the inner spirit and the mind is the play ground where both heart and soul join in overcoming the obstacles of life in the quest that leads to love. 


Tickled my spirit,embraced my heart,
while leading me into the arms of love. 


The love empowered energy is an infusion to the soul that creates a rush of adrenaline that ignites the heart into the flames of desire.  

Love Me With All Your Heart by Ray Charles Singers

Friday, November 12, 2010


Every now and than my mind does a scan over the last several years of my new found freedoms. Lately it has stopped on this one particular event. I don't do this little off the wall towns celebration anymore and nor do I remember the woman's name that has found a place in my memories. The conversation that occurred between the two of us was rather short but in a few minutes time, she shared pictures, the beginning of her journey and a chapter that has so changed her life. She was in her early thirties, young looking and attractive and working on her survival skills.  She was and is a quick reminder of our vulnerabilities and the hold that time has on us. It wasn't so much her story that was so important, it was more her inner spirit and her philosophy of life that gripped my attention and found a place within my own being. I walked away that day with a greater appreciation for life and have since learned to respect the short period of time we have been given on this earth.
It was Shakespeare who said it best, All the Worlds a Stage...
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
 Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything." — Jaques (Act II, Scene VII, lines 139-166)

I thought of the cast of characters that have entered and exited on my own stage of life. How did they enhance the journey and what was their intended purpose on this road of life?  I felt a depth so deep and so overflowing that I could not respond with anyone answer. There were many lessons and each person had something to give. Once I heard a professor in his speech say that " we were like a trash receptacle and that everyone we met left a little trash inside.of us. I always thought that was a pretty negative statement and to refer to the magic of life and the experiences as trash was demeaning to the human value of life. Yes, the people I have met shared in themselves in ways that have remained with me, but I see each experience as a gift of knowledge. 

I experienced many emotions and as I filtered through them I allowed, let me repeat that "I allowed" the positive to surface and guide me and the negative to sift through if only as a reminder that we have explored all that life has to offer. When I was a child I asked why? about everything and now I find there is no need for why, because I accept all as a part of who I am. Like a sponge absorbing the sea, I have gathered the memories, the knowledge and all the experiences and used them as a schematic of sort to direct me in all that I do. Our walk through life is unique to us, it is our emotions which are quite similar. Let it be known that love guides me in all that I do and allow that love to guide you. 

The Emotions Within

I once knew fear it held me so,
it gripped so tight and it wouldn't
let go. 

Frustration and anger and lack
of trust, misguided  soul filled 
with disgust.

Surprised and happy overflowing

with joy when a love surfaced
that nothing could destroy.

Optimistic, filled with trust,
speaking of love and not of

Souls attracted, caring and
kind, leads the heart beyond
the mind.

Euphoria created of bliss of 
just one thought of your sweet

The pleasure is surely mine,
content of heart, no measure
of time.

Dreams that fuel the fire
and a flame of love which is 
heaven inspired.

Tuesday, November 09, 2010


So deep a love,
forever ingrained,
passion infused,
ignited a flame.

Internal, external,
one with my soul,
created a bond,
more precious than

When love is true,and gently filtered,
even the most minute and intricate
pieces reflect like the brightest
star on the clearest night.
It is our similarities that allow
us to understand our differences.
That which we call love is respect ,
trust and faith  in a cloak of passion. 

Sings>Direct to my heart via my soul, 
that is where your love got its first hold. 
There is no bypassing the dreams which
 make you mine and there is no masking
 that you are on my mind. 

The love for you feels so wonderful and right, 
from the soil of earth to the stars in the sky. 
This world  belongs to you and I, the gift
of the heavens which spans the end of time.

Listen my love and I'll tell you true, how 
magical each day is with you. You're the 
sun in the morning and the moon in the night
you're the passion filled joy of my life   

West Side Story...

 You cannot lose that which is an
 internal part of your hole being

It was ninth grade, a very transitional year. English class had us reading West Side Story, biology class has us dissecting sheep brains and  the opposite sex was beginning to look very different. Many things that we were taught were based on facts, it was and is pretty clear cut. The emotions that we would soon be exploring were very different and I believe they are an exception to the knowledge that we had attained up to that moment. It kind of reminds me of the simple  version of boy meets girl, but there is actually nothing simple about it. In some ways we weren't taught to follow our gut instincts and the chemistry that flows between the opposite sex's had very little to do with heart and soul.  To bad we can't dissect emotions like that of the brain. 
Why do we instinctively overlook the signs that trigger off those little red flags? It could be we  never learned to trust ourselves or that it just wasn't discussed or reinforced. In the central part of my being I think we or I was and is aware of the heart and souls needs. I thought what altered those signals which hits the switch on choice? Circumstance! I have been down the road of circumstances many times. It paints a completely different view and it definitely alters the stage in which we stand. At times life felt much like a sticky trap, you are drawn into it and you can't pull free,not easily anyway. 
If life was guided under the direction of the soul, where would it lead?  For one brief moment I closed my eyes and allowed the voice of my soul to speak."Spirit free, spirit high, soaring above the blue of the sky, desperate wants and desperate needs, reveal the hearts inner plea" . "The need to walk through life unchallenged, without barriers, without  fear, with all of joy and love to share. " 
Sometimes we find that the child within us, the teenager who has yet to let go all play a part in the direction our life takes us. So I am reminded of songs that were common to the era. Many of them had to do with the companion, the love, friendship and the all so needed support of a one on one relationship. The Beatle song comes to mind " All My Loving" 

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you ,tomorrow I'll miss you, remember I'll always be true 
and then while I'm away ,I'll write home everyday and I'll send all my loving to you. I'll pretend that I'm kissing the lips I am missing ...

In many instances each song reveals the similarities in our emotions and the reality that the wants and needs our own heart and souls are not much different from one an another. To be loved and to return the love. 

There's a place for us, 
Somewhere a place for us. 
Peace and quiet and open air 
Wait for us 

There's a time for us, 
Some day a time for us, 
Time together with time spare, 
Time to learn, time to care, 
Some day! 

There's a place for us, 
A time and place for us. 
Hold my hand and we're halfway there. 
Hold my hand and I'll take you there 

Holding hands is the outward 
embrace of holding hearts. 

Saturday, November 06, 2010

Autumn Snow

I turned to look out the window and to my surprise I got a glimpse of Autumn Snow. The child in me looked on amazed at the intricate frosted flakes as they hit the window and melted. In some ways the changing of the seasons document the triumph that comes from the embrace of life. I smiled and I giggled as I turned with a smile and yelled to everyone " It's snowing!" To that there were a few grumbling sounds or a mumble that said " I hate snow". As much as I am not a winter person, I can't help but celebrate this most monumental moment. I have known for a long time that the magic of life and the changing of the seasons is most celebrated when shared. I couldn't wait to tell you, to share in the moment.
I kept rather busy today, up early and preparing for the winter events. As the day went on and the temperatures warmed the glorious white powdery puffs of snow turned to a more rambunctious down poor of chilled rain. The seasons just like time itself stands stills for no one. Each second that passes is part of the cause and effect scenario. We are affected in ways that we really don't always understand till at the moment. The final result is actually the growth of our experiences.
To this very day I have found the unknown to be filled with time riddled moments of anxiety and suspense. I can't say that I enjoy that restlessness that aggressively grips at my inner spirit.  It is at this time where  the thought of placing my head on your shoulders, closing my eyes and listening to your heart beat brings a comfort that I can only imagine.
The season of Autumn is quite fickle indeed and as I write it has gone from snow to rain and hail to sunshine. My emotions are much the same, I went through an array of emotion awfully quick.With thoughts of you I smiled, with the first Autumn Snow I laughed, with the unknown I felt fear and with the distance I wiped a tear.


My heart pounding and my stomach in knots and
yet as crazy it may sound with my eyes closed I feel
the warmth of your love brush up against my soul
 and fill my heart.

With the moons rule of the night sky, I find myself closer than ever to you,as the moon beams cast light upon the darkness, they also bring you ever so ever near.  In truth that which blankets like the stars of the heaven upon the earth also keeps us  warm and safe as we share in the magic of love.


Thursday, November 04, 2010

I LOVE YOU - Celine Dion ( lyrics )

Sing> I'm watching the rain,
listening to the wind like a
violin playing.

I'm lost in the hills,
mesmerized by the trees,
as the leaves are falling.

I'm caught in the dream,
amazed as your love unfolds
before me.

I'm smiling at the blue,
thinking of you smiling

Every time I move forward on the road of vulnerability, I find myself trembling like a child as he teeters with his first steps. There is a fine blend of emotions that arise with the new challenges that await. The confidence that I can is meshed with the insecurities that the unknown can bring. It is a new beginning to and end, where yesterday becomes a mere memory and I branch out on a level beyond my comfort zone. Like eggs scrambled on a breakfast platter, it seems as if everything does come together for the visuals sense of the moment.

On the Wings of a Dream

Guided by my heart under the direction of my soul...
and that always leads me to you.

The darkness speaks of the emptiness
that the void of your being has left in me.

Drama is when you fail to listen to th voice of the heart...

Catch me! I'm falling, falling in ...
When the mountains bow to the sea
and the stars bridge the heavens,
there is where the darkness will
fade to the light of your love...


Tuesday, November 02, 2010

Rays of Love

To be there in your presence and feel your loves embrace,
to know that I am loved forever and a day.

To dream while I am wide awake and live to love
you more with each breath I take.


Frost covered mountains,

rivers that stand still,

and a dream that holds

you close, in a land

that is love filled.

The last autumn rose,

our winter friend in song,

and the chill that runs

through my soul is from

your most precious love.


Lips of sweetness,
warmth of embrace,
the glance at your
eyes when we are
face to face.

The dreams of magic
that bring your love
near, the joy of the
moment with each one
we share.

I will love you forever
and forever we will share,
in the whispers from my
heart to you my darling

With every season, with
every dream we partake,
I will love you " With
Each Beat Of My Heart"
that shall never fade

Monday, November 01, 2010

When You Wish Upon A Star

It might be that it is that time of year and I remember the moment, it was as if a sheet of glass separated our worlds. I could feel the rigid hard pane of the sliding glass door and though we were connected by voice our worlds were indeed miles a part. The conversation had to do with dreams, the stars in the sky and the magic of life. At that moment the voice in song filled the room, "Yes Rachel, dreams do come true."
I had this conversation Saturday with a most unusual and unique character. He kept staring at me and at the time it didn't occur to me it was my silver necklace he was trying to read. Through our conversation he went on to speak of his journey which was colorful indeed, his confusion and the troubling past and present. I wasn't sure exactly what I was getting from this experience, well not until I arrived home. As I went to slip into something more comfortable  I caught a glimpse of my own necklace in the mirror, the words reflecting with the light " to thine own self be true". I had wondered why it was so difficult for many of us to be truthful to ourselves. Because truth doesn't necessarily make our choices easy, but it does lead us to our self-fulfillment. Some of us may never reach that personal milestone where we achieve our earthly goal and that might be because we have failed to be honest with the one person who matters most...ourself.
I thought to myself what have I walked away from this unusual step in the journey with? I thought well love takes on many forms, judgement is a fools denial, that truth begins with self, happiness is in sharing, lust is sexual energy, love is empowering. some will dream forever and others will make dreams come true, that the mind is capable of more than we will ever know and that no matter what the outer package, if stripped naked of our flesh we are human hungry for love.
I always said that an event is not always about the money, that there is this underlying message that surfaces from each experience. I use to think we were born of either a good seed or an evil seed. But the more people I meet I see the garden is seeded with many kinds of unique and wonderful plants. Some blend really well with other flowers in the garden and others make a point to stand alone.
 It is shivery cold and as I try to keep warm I find my mind traveling through my own heart and soul to reveal the truth of  my inner being and the passion that directs my soul. The words flowed through the air as if it were that day many years ago, singing>" if you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are." At that very moment it might have been my hearts plea, as I felt the moving of emotion. Trapped in a world that I never quite  felt comfortable with, my soul escaped many times in many ways. Once my soul lived within itself and than it found passage through the trees of the hollow  once it nearly died and when all else failed and the darkness weighed heavily, I found for the first time in my life the comfort of your love.


Love is the mutual sharing of heart and soul.

One whisper,

one word,

one tear,

bonds the heart and soul of two into one.

One dream,

One passion,

one love.

I am cold...pull me close and hold me forever.