It is my story
I’ll go back and I’ll rewrite
As lie what was true
Tag Archives: Change
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Roll into this town
Change Makers
Heart Chasers
Rumbling low
Prowling, growling for more than what’s on the table
Do it with that look
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or Bust
Something different with the heart
Cut and without borders
Snowflake-like to allow a freedom to breathe
Okayness to flow as it wills
Crackers, bananas
See sweet sugar chocolate replaced
The good-will of green with sunset orange
Red -May we see red not again
Kaleidoscope: A Haiku
Good, as it changes
Can become even better
It need not leave us
*Writing Prompt: Short, Autobiographical Story*
“Aqua Is My Learning Color”
I don’t remember much about Before except for all of it. And there was much good there…playing school, playing house, playing Lisa. But there was always the wishing…for calm, for kindness, for a Spanish guitar.
The time came, as it always, always will: Make a choice. Choose open eyes. Desire trust, peace and hope over only wishing.
The sting of tears comes more often than I’d thought it could. Learning does also. Learning to trust oneself and learning that peace is always present for the taking and giving. And Hope – the damned, beautiful Thing – it’s all I’m made of and it refuses to leave or be rationalized away.
I saw prettiness today. Its name is Lisa. Its name is Everywhere. And I sent for The guitar. Somehow water was involved.
This Haiku: Can We Expect
Roads our journeys take
Change from time to time, don’t they
Much is possible
This Haiku: Long Time Comin’
The taste is toxic
And each press of the button
Smells of denial
This Haiku: Nothing But Good
And so it seems now
That I’m broken and exposed
Rebuilding begins
This Haiku: Let’s Not Stay Here
Empty air to breathe.
There’s no light here. The Sun’s cold.
Strange planet indeed.
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