My Soul on canvas, "Pictorial Prose"

Thursday, December 08, 2005

What's Wrong with a Memory?

Memories
Where one’s memory originates from depends on whether it is a floatation device that holds you above the water or the anchors that weight you down. Those memories seeded by fear are a constant reminder of the weakness of the mind. Memories of failed choices if used as a road map to avoid the complications that come with repetitive behavior. Then of course there are the memories that bring joy.. weeding through the memories I grasped to hold a few....
the gentle kind days that I shared with you.
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A soul lost at sea, memory, mirage or was it a dream?
Trapped between the earth and sky , boundaries set over time.
In the horizon a haunting true of arms stretched from me to you.
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What’s wrong with a memory?
If I could pick and choose the memories that I hold
I placed the memories with you, they’re the bricks of gold.
I don’t like the counting , the measurement of a day
reminders how distant and how far away.
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Memories those ghastly little reminders of what I don’t have!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Pillar of My Dreams

Softly sings >
A tear fallen knows not why, my heart saddened began to die.
A joy felt for a little while ,remembers when you made me laugh and smile.

I tried to hold the memories.. when you were the pillar of my dreams.
Central to what life brings, is the walk that led to love's extremes.

The dance of fantasy brought you here , like the master of the wind you disappeared.
Now my heart alone again I fear.... as I drown in my own fallen tears....

Monday, December 05, 2005

Imagination working overtime

Step into my world , take my hand and pull me close.
The song of love fills the heart, my soul now exposed.
Fragile as the finest crystal, strong as winter breeze.
If you dare to open up , I’ll promise that I’ll please.
Place a smile upon your face, each and every morn
and give to you a winter rose without any thorns.

Merry Christmas! Through the eyes of a child...

When ever I like to think of Christmas .. I try to remember what it was like through the eyes of a child. Not much changes as we grow older ..
hope and faith and the mystery o
f life still dominates our being.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

I FOUND YOU !

The harder I tried to fight the madness
The deeper my heart sunk in sadness.

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The tears a fallen a puddle did they make,a glimpse at the reflection caused the heart to ache.
The mountains surrounding did not impound the soul, It was in the mind that had a meticulous hold.Tense a panic began to set on in, the reign of fear setting out to win.Challenged with the moment, the breeze began to lift and there in the darkness I felt my heart a drift.
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I found you in the warmth of the sun that set my heart a fire.

I found you a top the mountain where you gave dreams the power.

I found you in the field of grain where souls run free.

I found you in my arms if only in my dreams.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Built from respect are the bricks of love ....

A foundation of respect built the walls of love

housed by compassion contains rooms

for peace and harmony, passion and joy.

The gifts gain strength on rainy days as

they nourish the garden that blooms

flowers that grow stronger with

each season.

Merry Christmas!

Snowflakes and snowboards and children sung heart chords
Frozen rivers and ice makes me shiver

One warm thought and there you appear
magic from one whom cares!

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Flake by flake the snow a falling

Wind a bluster my heart a calling

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Thursday, December 01, 2005

The Memory Mirror

The growth of pine a foot a year
a shocking reminder, a memory mirror.
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The reflection of time reminisce of fear
of life as it stands through trial and err.
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Days of laughter , days of sorrow,
days that lead unto tomorrow.
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One last glimpse of looking back,
to leave behind a cloud of black.

Light Up The Cloud

Light up the cloud,
the dance floor is ours,
if only to hold you
for a little while.

Your heart to mine,
rhythmic they beat,
spinning in circles
to memories.

Light up the cloud,
the dance floor is ours,
if only to hold you
for a little while.

Stars above us,
in the night of calm,
where we dance as one
all night long.

Light up the cloud,
the dance floor is ours,
if only to hold you
for a little while.

Your lips of sweet,
pressed gently to mine,
sharing a moment
please stand still time.

Light up the cloud,
the dance floor is ours,
if only to hold you
for a little while.

Not Only in My Dreams

Singing>I wanna hold you forever, I wanna make dreams come true.I wanna love you like no other and make you love me to.Not only in my dreams....no! no! Not only for a day, no! no! I wanna create our eternity, where you are holding me.

I wanna feel you inside me, I wanna dance the night away.I wanna make you need me .... the way that I need you....Not only in my dreams....no! no! Not only for a day, no! no!. I wanna create our eternity , where you are holding on to me.

Not only in my dreamssss

Lyrics by Rachel Charlotte Miller

The Dance in the clouds

Welcome to Prose, my daily escape, where sweet fantasy mingles with reality, to create the magical land of romance.
Dreams.....

1.
a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind during sleep.
2.
the sleeping state in which this occurs.
3.
an object seen in a dream.
4.
an involuntary vision occurring to a person when awake.
5.
a vision voluntarily indulged in while awake; daydream; reverie.
6.
an aspiration; goal; aim: A trip to Europe is his dream.
7.
a wild or vain fancy.
8.
something of an unreal beauty, charm, or excellence. –verb (used without object)
9.
to have a dream.
10.
to indulge in daydreams or reveries: He dreamed about vacation plans when he should have been working.
11.
to think or conceive of something in a very remote way (usually fol. by of): I wouldn't dream of asking them. –verb (used with object)
12.
to see or imagine in sleep or in a vision.
13.
to imagine as if in a dream; fancy; suppose.
14.
to pass or spend (time) in dreaming (often fol. by away): to dream away the afternoon. –adjective
15.
most desirable; ideal: a dream vacation. —Verb phrase
16.
dream up, to form in the imagination; devise: They dreamed up the most impossible plan.
Close your eyes and open your heart, and step into my world where the clouds carry us through the night sky to the awaiting sun lit mornings. ...

Soul Mates

Most people relate to the study of Greek mythology, the magical stories of the heavens and the gods that ruled them. Zeus the God of Gods, ruler of the universe struck bolts of thunder down upon mortal man. The myth that humans were combined of four arms and four legs and a single head made of two faces which struck fear into the Gods, caused Zeus to split them in half. Zeus Condemned split souls to spend eternity searching for the other half that would complete them giving them the energy and power.
In our modern day era there is all kinds of talk of searching for soul mates, a loosely used term for finding the person who has the perfect fit. Soul mates could be defined as very dear friends who have a strong bond, two people who walk in harmony, a life lasting connection, spiritual companions, twin flames that burn as one, one that has an extreme , positive influence over another or in a more romantic way some have referred to soul mates as the reuniting of
split souls.
There is no doubt in my mind that an energy does exist between people, on a scientific note, they would break it down to mere adrenaline. I believe soul mates are much deeper, it is the equilibrium that causes an inner balance of happiness.
In our society there are the expected norms, dating marriage, love an life that we are somehow predestined to perform. As you look around you find that rarely do people find such a perfection connection. In my mind is a view of all the perfect weddings that I had attended to find that very few lasted the miles.
In the bonding of a soul mate, both must be standing on common ground, that which feels comfortable and in a state of normalcy. Each knows the others moments of weakness as well as days of strength and brings out the best in all situations. The positive cognation from one partner to the next creates a platform of encouragement, promoting one to strive for better, to create a desire.
In a bond of two inner spirits there is no demand set upon the souls, but an understanding that speaks without words. Emotions rise up from the flames to possess the energy of desire and create lasting moments that lift and bond two into one.
What is the possibility that two people will find such a positive energy of attraction, both in the spiritual and physical sense? I can address no formal number to the combination of a puzzle that interlocks two souls.
Do I believe soul mates exist? I in every sense of the word believe there is a connection from one human to another that is above the normal expectation. The interaction of souls is rare and gifted with trust, respect, faith and love. The crucial ingredients must be met with self first before they can be shared with another human being. Standing at the gateway of self respect, allow faith and the trust in oneself guide you to Love.