That's Life

Two different pages, 

the same book. 

Life is just that simple, you either embrace the positive or give power to the negative. I felt at times like I was drowning at sea and gasping as I tried to get my breath. Somehow like slipping from the cloud of happiness I fell as if tumbling down through a tunnel of despair. The accumulation of negativity though small and became overwhelming. Desperately trying to overcome my surroundings and the walls of hell that were slowly being built as barriers. I looked to the morning sun, to the birds at the feeder and in my mind the music played and in my heart I danced.

Closing my eyes and feeling your hand reach out to me and pull me close. Two hearts beating as once and all of the world disappears as we rise to the clouds. Faceless yet, recognizable as souls take to the heavens.


" I am here, can you feel me?"
" You're here , yes I feel you."
Like the sun that warms my
cheek and the tremble of
the chill inside

.
" I am here, can you feel me?"
" You're here , yes I feel you."
Like the kiss of happiness left
upon my lips that places me
in the grasp of heaven bliss.
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Spinning around in circles,
a round and round I go,
dizzy like a child as I
fall in the snow.

Waiting on you to take
my hand and pull me
my heart to yours in
this unwritten plan.

Spinning around in circles,
around and round I go,
dizzy like a child as I
fall in the snow.
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All I know for sure is how my heart feels and

 with the memory I am dancing upon the clouds. 

Poetry...as the heart reveals it.

I quickly scanned my memories for the days with you,

as I escaped the darkness that seemed to ensue. 

Sunshine in my morning, stars in my night and you

are in my heart for the rest of my life. 

Spin, spin around,
circle upon the clouds,
close as two hearts
can be, in the dance
of my dreams.

Peaceful, our embrace,
heart to heart and face
to face. The Earth below
us and the heavens high
and just you and I.

Spin, spin around,
circle upon the clouds,
close as tow hearts
can be, in the dance
of my dreams.

Hold My Hand

I was dictating to the angels, 

I don't think they were taking any notes. 

...and then you turn the page.

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On a clear day it all makes sense as I can see in all directions.

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Winter comes with its own set of drapes.

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When it is wanted it is love,
when not it is an obsession.

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The chapter starts with " With feet firmly planted upon the earth and absent of any void the world took on a whole different view. "

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I feel nothing, not good nor bad, maybe indifferent.

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Life really is short and getting shorter with every passing moment.

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It is like having a really good set of wind shield wipers, all of a sudden it all seems much clearer.
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It is okay to dream...

The world indeed is becoming smaller.

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Walking on a tightrope and you realize if you don't balance you will fall either way.

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Loving is important but the pieces have to interlock or the void will continue.

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I know how a mouse feels when stuck in a sticky trap.
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When dreams are better than reality, time to wake up and make other choices.
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Have you ever tried to hug a porcupine?

My Heart Belongs To You

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In the world where dreams begin the day, 
 happiness is the magic that places you 
in my heart to stay. 

This is our world, wonderful indeed, like 
the warmth of summer and the first of 
spring.

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My heart speaks the words my hands write,
blue stars, brings your love from afar, my
heart speaks the words, my hands write.

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If you stop to listen, I know that you will hear,
the words of love that my heart dared to share.
If you stop to hold, I know that you will embrace
each and every moment of each and everyday.

If you stop to see, I know that you will view,
the heavens as love would paint in a variety
of hues.
If you stop to remember, I know the memories
will flow and you will understand why our love
continues to grow.
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No matter the combination of letters I write,
they all mean the same thing, I love you day
and night.
You are my good morning, the smile that
gets me through the day and my good night
that brings peace my way.


Breaks the silence, rules the night,
it must be love.
Warms the heart and touches the soul,
it must be love.
Wipes the tears from my eyes replaces it
with the blue of sky, it must be love, it
must be love, it must be love.
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.not your world or my world, but a world in between.

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Brass bells,crystal and angels,
all a reminder of days gone by.
Restless and weary with a heart
that aches as I hold on to better
days.
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Every moment I share with you
makes the world a little smaller.

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I'd trade it all, I'd give it away
for one day with you.

I'd never cry, wipe the tears
from my eyes for one day
with you.

I'd celebrate, the moment,
the hour each day with you.

I'd die with a smile, go out
in style holding on to you.

I'd trade it all, I'd give it away
for one day with you.



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You can do what you want,
my heart I gave to you and
there is no giving back as
love is like bonding glue.

Strange as it may seem,
foolish am I, but reality
has spoken from earth
and heaven high.

Will You Still Love Me When I Am .....

He try to rob the music and pull the cloud out from under me, 

except the music is in my heart and the dance is with my soul. 

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The heavy of darkness was lifted, 

when I realized that spring is with 

me twelve months a year. 

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Everything has a breaking point, 

a rock takes a little longer. 

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Once upon a time....

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Silly smiles are equal to warm memories. 

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Only a fool lets go... even when hanging from a thread. 

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Winter Wonderland

Memories are like tales yet to be told,
stories of love and friendships of gold.
I traveled the many seas and as I
awake I find it was only make believe.

I walked along the shore, my mind
a drift like so many times before,
I thought of you in my arms and I
couldn't stop the racing of my heart.

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Silence No Longer Rules

My heart whispers in song and
my soul shouts of happiness
as I dance to the music in
your arms where I belong.


Spinning in circles, round and
round I go as I am spun right
out of a dream to your awaiting
arms.

My heart whispers in song and
my soul shouts of happiness as
I dance to the music in your
arms where I belong


I took to dancing and the steps
led me to you and I smiled
as I dreamed of the sky blue.





The upside is February is lighter later and longer, even though I am grounded from an Eastern snow storm. Stuck inside gives me way to much time to think. So here goes my daily thoughts..People rarely want to discuss personal things in their life. I was pretty much the same way, keeping personal things to myself,  somethings were just off limits. But today I spoke of two sides of sex, the aggressive, forced ugly side and the beautiful consenting lovely side, like my own personal secrets.. Funny thing is I never really spoke about sex out loud. But I felt it to be freeing in an unusual way. As if acknowledgement was conducive to a sense of peace. In my early years I thought of sex as a forced and ugly experience and it wasn't till much later in life that I realized sex could be a beautiful loving experience. With a loving experience comes respect, tenderness, love , warmth, freedom and yes a personal empowerment. In ways that self empowering attitude took over all aspects of my little world. From business, to home life and friendships. It was something my sister said years back she said " you are to nice." It can't be right if in not wanting to hurt someone else you hurt yourself. I know that I have definitely been in that trap for way to long. I mention this only in that in speaking out loud and hearing my own voice allows me to relive the positive and let the negative go.

"Can I leave a tender a
passionate kiss upon
your lips? "  " As long
I can return the same
with a warm and
gentle kiss."


Hold you close and
feel your heart beat,
the image is magical
and lifts me off my
feet.

Whispers of love,
that carry me through
the day, so warm it can
melt the snow on the
stormiest day.

"Can I leave a tender a
passionate kiss upon
your lips? "  " As long
I can return the same
with a warm and
gentle kiss."

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Feather Soft To My Cheek

Feather soft to my cheek,
reminds me what you mean to me.
Touches deeply from inside as it
brings  peace to my mind.

Always here with me and when
in need you're in my dreams.
Images that bring you near
even when I'm kissing air.

Feather soft to my cheek,
reminds me what you mean to me.
Touches deeply from inside as it
brings peace to my mind.

Celebrate the Moment

Even though I am keeping busy this winter while making supplies for the upcoming season, it doesn't stop my mind from being saturated with thought. I can remember the moment that it occurred to me that my grandmother had outlived most of her family and friends. I never asked her about it but I had always wondered exactly how she felt having to grieve over so many people or for that matter outlive them all. Grandma has buried two husbands, children and grandchildren, siblings and many friends. I began to think about those people who I had to say goodbye. The numbers were adding up, I also lost siblings, a parent,grandparents and close friends. It was never easy saying goodbye. Each time I felt as if it took something from me , rather than leaving something within me. I kept thinking about what my nearest friend Nancy said " when God closes a door, he opens a window." The truth is in my mountain God opened many windows, one at at time, I view threw them and saw images of hope. There was the other adage " you don't know what  you have until it's gone." Both statements were so true as new moments occurred nothing could replace the void left by those doors that had been closed. I found the irony of death was that it had revealed itself in many ways and not always was it the death of a body but sometimes it was death of a soul or the death within the heart.
Closing doors is an incredibly painful experience and yet a necessary part of life. The end cycle of our journey as felt by those who know and love us most. Other than watching love ones suffer in their last days of demise is the reality that we are all vulnerable and death will visit us all.
Tomorrow brings with us a new day, what that new day holds is yet to be seen. Touching hearts and souls has a way of bringing happiness and in the end can weigh heavily upon both heart and soul. Grandma was a magical woman with amazing qualities, she worked hard and loved life. She kept those closest to her in memory through pictures and articles which she proudly framed like a gallery along the walls.
Life is a book of many chapters, the characters evolve and we find that each day is a gift. Most of my life I believed that our destiny was to journey while fulfilling a goal according to the script of life. For some it is a very short time upon the other and for others it takes much longer to complete the journey. What is the journey and what is the plan that needs to be followed out? For each person it is so different as we see very young people leave the earth in what seems like way to soon. As my daughter send a text " I love you mom" I was quickly reminded how one life touches another and how we live on through so many people after our demise.

In the garden of life the blooms are
ongoing as one dies, one opens.



Always in my heart,
forever in my mind,
touched by an angel
you have never left
my side.

Words without meaning,
songs of happiness and
dances on the cloud
where we share that
special kiss.
~



I wanted a blueprint,
a plan that told me so,
which way to journey
and where I should go.

Who would hold my hand
and never let it go, how long
I would have and how many
seasons were left to go.

I had my share of memories,
the smiles that warmed my heart,
embraces my soul both near
and afar.

It wasn't always easy,
sometimes I cried a lot,
but the network was
expanding the journey far
and wide.

We have to embrace the chapter

and celebrate the moment.