If
Songstress
Eyes
Ignore
Illusion
Then
Hoping
Heartstrings
Feel
Confusion
This
Artist
Formerly
Into
You
Comes
Harder
Renamed
Singing
Anew
Tag Archives: Truth
Expanse
Orchid
Which questions to answer
Which ones to watch answer themselves
Whether to rush to pursue
Whether to just let truth bloom
I am certain, though
I am manifesting, now

Truth in Love
How many times, the truth
Needing to offer it to me, they
Afraid
Unwilling
Believing
Falsely
That bruising the kind reed of me
A mortal sin to them
And so slayed me unbeknownst
In untold anguish
Silence!
A most unkind kindness
Arid
There’ll be none arid air I’ll let affect me
No multitasked error
I’ll allow to occlude the big sky destination I am
No other option exceeds the sugar sweet horizon brushing softly ‘gainst these shoulders
Sing what song of loyalty you will, for I watch your walk
These ears know perfect pitch
These feet know fertile ground
There’ll be none arid air I’ll let affect me
No multitasked error
I’ll allow to occlude the big sky destination I am
No other option exceeds the sugar sweet horizon brushing softly ‘gainst these shoulders
Sing what song of loyalty you will, for I watch your walk
These ears know perfect pitch
These feet know fertile ground
Launch
A resounding “Atta Girl!”
He proclaimed today
Looking East from the mountains
He saw I’d be okay
In his Rocky Mountain drawl
He quothed from afar
Calling out to let me know
He saw a still rock star
Original Thought Credit: “So What” A song by Pink
Fire To Firmament
These shoes fit me painfully perfect, I’ve learned
So I walk in them willingly
The right height for to carry me
I keep watch above the clouds and toes tied to Mother Earth
My spirit bird, a Phoenix
Mythical and real
Charred from technicolor determination
To fly at all times toward the truth
To flit back and forth from fire to firmament
Naked Again
Join me in this journey back
Hike this grandest path
Yoke again the insight
Of all the universe
Nevermind the cancer
Of grasping and regret
Shame yourself no more
For yesterday was young
Recollect the way you walked
Tending garden business
Buffet again at tables
Filled with faithfulness
Be aware of why and how
To cultivate good truth
Never let the stranger speak
Of technicality
miracle heart transplant
there is no Noah-gene abounding of me
no spin of the wheel offering another lifespan allowance equal to what you’ve long since spent
in silence, find truth
there is no infinite number of star-filled skies
no take-backs or do-overs, despite my shouts of forgiveness and this miracle heart transplant
in truth, find silence
Nothing less tragic