Love is the deepest root, that nourishes the heart to grow. Nothing comes more pure than the love of a child. Cultivate their spirit, and they will carry your legacy with them, always.
You can’t be a bird if you don’t have the feathers to prove it.
At night when your head drops on your pillow do dreams come forth and trouble you through the night ...nightmares perhaps but clearing karma also...so dream on you silly one.....
Yes this mother's day find that primary lady and spend some time with her
Stress is all too common for many. When this leads to burnout for some, not all of them bounce back to reality. The only peace they find, is in their dreams.
I have always questioned whether or not I am cursed. I have my good and bad days just like anyone else, and I wrote this during one of my not so good days.
Sometimes the trauma we receive is hidden, deep inside of us, and others can’t understand or help in its outcome!
It's a story of a lonely boy. He is neglected by his family. As he grows old he thinks of days past and in the magical world of poetry he tries to go back in time to give a message to the boy he used to be.
I will be going to speak about some things that I thought already in making real in the future like having a child
While many people try to improve their memory, our game is all about promoting forgetfulness
Sometimes it is wonderful to recall times gone by when we were young and older too. Fond these can be for you and me. So I have written some of mine here for you to enjoy...i hope!!
Can their be a love chain reaction in your life?. Can it open up a lot of new doors in your life?.......
to be used and forgotten is something no one can forget.
This is an invitation to walk down memory lane where only the best memories are recorded ....Won't you join me ?
Often a fascination with different periods of history on Mother Earth and other planets can lead to an exploration of our previous lifetimes. In this piece the end of one of my lifetimes and meeting with the Christ
One winter night, exhausted of work I opened facebook and got immersed into childhood pics that my friend had uploaded. soon, i was overwhelmed by the love and happiness that was filling my heart by numerous memories of my time spent with my friends. Thus came out my poem reminiscence...
A beautiful violin should never be silence or discarded
Memories of happy moments, loved ones, special occasions are like treasures. We can dig in and find joy and happiness during tough times. This will help us go on. No one can take these memories away from us.
The sea, for me, always brings back fond memories, when life was carefree and March was just a promise away from spring...
It really is amusing to think that someone can love us just the way we want to be loved...only one person can do that and that is your self. But you will keep on trying to find him or her...silly you be!
The human factor is to experience all things...from spiritual inner awareness to erotica and everything inbetween especially will relationships bring much forward for us to think, feel and have sensory exploration. This piece covers much... ...
I wrote this poem for my brother who was tragically deceased on 28 Feb 2013. I felt a need to make it public as a remembrance to him and a way in which to honour him as he was dearly loved and will be greatly missed.
A rather humorous look at my life-long search for the meaning of life.
Shoes for all occasions, mine took me on a trip down memory lane. What life stories do you remember from the shoes of your past?
A New Mexican reflects on the emotional ties and gastronomic wonders of the food that best defines New Mexican cooking - green chile. Recipes, serving suggestions and information as to where to find Hatch green chile in your area is included.