Tag Archives: brush painting

Limits of speed

Sitting in bumper to bumper traffic  I pass a sign: Speed limit 70 mph I crawl along I pass another sign: Minimum speed 40 mph I continue to creep, My GPS on my phone adding time as I travel forward  … Continue reading

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Questions 

One days where I seem more full of questions than answers, I look up And find I am not alone.

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Peace

    Sometimes it is hard to meet on common ground. Try anyway.

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unexpected guests

i painted a window to hold the golden dreams of a sunlit day… but before i could fill the window with splashes of bright, a giant bug walked across my journal… . and then one flew into my hair, and … Continue reading

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undercover

under the cover of night we dream and discover a patchwork of freedom and truth.

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windows and boxes

letting the ink flow into rivulets like the topography of a map, thus the heart is revealed. . Many paths – One Home. .  

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Auras

outside the cat was still the panther. still. lying in the grass. Wild.     (like You)  

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Life and death

before me on the table is a vase of dead flowers, i ponder them, there life gone, their color too – i ponder them and think of You… i take take them out – stems wet and soggy – and … Continue reading

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listening

in that open moment when listening curiosity overtakes fear and Love enters in.

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itsy big grrl

she wore a heart on her harness i wear mine on my sleeve, and we spoke heart to heart without saying a word.

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