The Poetry Of Soil
IN THE GARDEN AND ON THE PAGE
Saturday, December 1, 2012
that That
that That that song that keeps playing in my head that retort I wish I never said that money I wasted on a dress that time you asked but I did not say yes that photo I never got to take that mistep I refused to make that jealousy I fought so hard to erase that that creeps into a deeper place that longing I cannot control that rant when I'm on a roll that day I gave up to work instead of play that day I gave into shadow's way that I know I'll do it all again that unruly energy I now call friend that chaos is another path taken that that leads to gifts starting to awaken that I can now face the pain that unruly energy called passion stands to gain that we so often mislabel what is truly in our hearts that is that sum of all its wondrous parts ag ~ 2012
with gratitude... inspired by ~ Vicky... on November's full moon What Was Told, That by Rumi So too, all the stops by R.Corman
Please see original in a more easy-to-read layout at: www.awoodlandrose.wordpress.com
Thank you. I do not know why Blogger is creating only run-on sentences for any post I try to post. This is very annoying and tedious.
I will be switching over to wordpress entirely in the near future. I apologize for this ignorance.
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Rumi,
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What Was Told That
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
The moment chooses us.
July is being her sassypants self with this heat.
Somehow I no longer mind. I've made my peace with the weather.
Actually, I was on the bay side of the barrier island in hurricane force winds last week and the most intense squall I have ever experienced yet. I actually challenged the lightning to strike. There was quite a show in the room upstairs with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the bay and the house shaking. Thunder booming. Water broke over the bulkhead in waves, and it was like being on a ship at sea in a storm. I was alone upstairs, and I fully understood the fury of the storm. I was grateful for this too.
in an email to Robin - July 7, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Young ones
Saw a fox cub and a young adult black bear today.
The cub raced away tail blazing like the remnants of a shooting star.
The bear, on the other hand, lumbered across my lawn, grazed on some shrubs and sat outside the locked gate to the nursery. It looked puzzled - like it was wondering why it was not open. I guess it forgot that the nursery is closed on Sundays.
summer grass
spring litters
learn the hunt
ag ~ 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
A Modern Day Fairy Blog Tale
Each line below is/was the actual name of a blog originating mostly on Tumblr. All of them represent the creative muse at work. I was inspired to string them together to present this modern-day-fairy-blog. Imagination and a sense of delight is all that is needed to join me in this whimsical tour of human nature!
start handing out stars
your average ordinary hero
you were charming last night
go away come back
moods of the moon
some blonde
life over does
casseroles and cleavage
writing on the walls
bagels are the new donuts
hippies were right
reality killed the dream
and she down by the river
yeah-you-came-to-mind
brown dress with white polka dots
under the same sofa
everything you ask me
i just might
but it feels like forever
call me crazy - love
no perfect day for banana fish
wild storms
gravity sex
night tattoo
rainbow fizzy hooker
whiskey soaked
that was me seducing you
grace and sweet tea
almost touched the sky
~ ~ ~
These are but a few of the colorful and reflective names that ordinary souls call on to speak to us in the virtual world.
new moon
in and out of dreams
a play of words
ag ~ 2012
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Tumblr,
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