October Skies   Leave a comment

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Autumn leaves make my heart glad

the red  orange and gold leaves

fall like stars from the sky

landing softly

lying quietly

protecting and nourishing the earth

reminding me of the dark time approaching

Nothing fills the pain in my chest

like the glorious blue October sky

as everything else turns inward for the season

the bright blue sky shines  and reminds me

there is always a blanket of hope

a promise of light

blue skies smiling at me

 

 

Posted October 17, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

October   Leave a comment

“Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.”
~ Jean Anouilh


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Posted October 1, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

little thoughts   1 comment

I am amazed at how far behind I have become here.

Summer is a busy time, yet I have had many thoughts I felt the need to write down, and I am sad that I have not done this.

So here I am thinking of Autumn, my time of year.

Chilly tonight and I can feel it in my bones.

I have been busy sweeping the cobwebs from my home.

Autumn has always energized me, whereas most people feel this way in the Spring.

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Posted September 22, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

(Grand)Father’s Day   1 comment

Reading one of my very favorite writers this morning: http://keepthecoffeecoming.wordpress.com/( trying to catch up),Kat always touches me deeply with her insight to the people who have shared her life. Yesterday was a bittersweet day around here, the dolls were all here for Father’s day and I am so happy to share in these celebrations. In reading her post about her father, memories of my grandfather came flooding back. Although I think of him everyday, it is usually an isolated memory . I had hoped to write a bit about him but it is not to be–I cannot control the tears today.

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Posted June 16, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

nature teaches   1 comment

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time nor the river

wait for me

but in this 

moment

i am truly 

in this moment

watching the bee

on the bud

effortlessly 

communing

consummating

and closing

 

 

 

Posted May 21, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

Oh how I love the words and thoughts and pictures of e.e.cummings   Leave a comment

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Posted May 17, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

Lord knows, I’ve paid some dues   2 comments

ever had one of those times where you start crying

for no apparent reason?

i have been upset for a couple of days

about something i did 

it comes with no warning 

and i am at a loss for how to deal with it

i told a secret that i have held for 32 years

the details anyway, names and specifics

i understand that it does no good to 

feel bad, to regret doing something

it is done

what i want to know is why i did this

i certainly do not feel any relief

and i know that i have changed the way

the person i told now feels about those involved

i keep asking myself if this is why i did it?

it must be

perhaps i wanted to assure this person that the hurt she felt

because of this other person was justified

that she had done other, worse things to hurt people

this seems so petty

isn’t it strange how we all think we are above doing such things

until we do them

I long to call her and tell her how sorry i am that i did this

but it will not change anything

i also think i only want to do this

to somehow justify why in the world i would do such a thing

i am really trying to deal with many things from my past

trying to piece the puzzle of my life together

figure out how i got to this point

all of us are the sum of our experiences 

unfortunately some of those experiences are lost 

only to come barreling seemingly out of nowhere

at any given time

i wonder if others have these sudden memories

the ones that seem so foreign

that at first you are sure it is something you read or saw in the movies

a  deja `vu moment

but then you feel it

when it is bad,

when you feel that stab in your chest

the cold chill that warns you

and you feel it

and you see it through your eyes

and then you know

how you felt when it was over

some things

no, many things

are better left in the abyss

that is repression

“The only thing I knew how to do, was to keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew .”

 

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Posted April 8, 2014 by splendidone in Uncategorized

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