a wonder to the light

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Basking in the summer sun, humidity sucks upon my skin’s glisten so that hot and bothered, I try to talk to my lovely wonder out loud:

I ask the light, “Are you always this bright? Or do you actually know my soul, and that’s why your glow makes me so giddy I’m dizzy?”

(Talking to myself, I can’t fathom a true reply, so I go on, knowing that here, when I write, from my own truth I don’t hide🙂

“Your shine twinkles glitter and gold specks, mesmerizing my heart to melt into a fuchsia fusion of delightful energy, and into a slippery fall, I willingly tumble, embracing the dream with no expectation at all.”

(Oh, my dear, fear builds them brooding Indiana cornfield cumulonimbus clouds that tremble a thunder of doubt in the backdoor of my mind…

You’re still just a romantic fool by yourself, creating a beautiful reflection of a connection that you must have felt in another lifetime.

Honestly, regardless if I’m in a midlife dream just before 50 or if I’ll never again feel such a passionate glow in the eyes of a similar creative soul, I’m glad for the treasured moments I now have to hold when life feels unkind, and I get dark and cold!

For the glow, I’m eternally grateful;)

To embrace the theme of planting seeds to grow, I can’t wait to meet you for the first time…again, and this song hits my mood right tonight:

A lovely music league winner 🏆

away wish

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Away Wish! I blow with a kiss, sending it off into the atmosphere with a wave goodbye, a prayer to be answered…

Wish I may, Wish I might

Wish upon a star tonight:

An interview of the heart

Inspiration of the start,

Stories behind metaphors,

I’m fascinated for more!!!

(Funny, for my 50th I’ve turned back into a child, wishing on a star and dreaming of things I could never have, lol. I even have questions planned…sometimes, ya just gotta plan for the best, for upon hope a heart can rest;)

Glowing

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I stepped through a portal

into a different world

in which a dream grows reality

in a cosmic connection

of dancing souls, and

swirling we spin to GLOW

with tunes turning keys,

tumbling my tummy round…

Ohhh love! My heart sings loud,

Your glow makes me feel found.

Glow, Zack Gill

Thank you for an infectious reeling in glow!

Snap

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I loathe when I’m hurt. I revert to a machine, doing and smiling, like everything is hunky-dory. I feign being there. Crying inside my mind, I wonder, why try?

Weeks of negativity, picking on what I say or how I speak, how I look or how I think, irritation no matter what I do…damned if I speak, damned if I’m too quiet, damned is how I feel.

SNAP

My fingers kiss-smack my magic back! 

No one but ME can let someone else tell me what to believe about myself.

flipped the switch

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When I’ve flipped a switch, it’s usually negative: Turned on the TV, Clouded the crazy with the world’s storms, and then reaction, my switch gets flipped, my “Bitch Switch” that is, going on an incensed apocalyptic tirade about how maybe the world should end?!?

This time, believe it or not, I’m calm, watching things go down slow…

C-L-I-C-K

I’ve flipped a switch

ON!

Then, I fingered the intensity knob with deliberate care, twisting an incremental strength of light, controlled from dim dialed up to shine, ensuring I enjoy the progression of time.

real reason: respect

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Heavy-chested today, rolling round so slow that often I’d stop and sigh, dampness welling without the cry. Why? I ask myself sans sound.

I don’t want to say goodbye, that’s why!

I feel like I have so much to say, so many things to learn, my heart breaks with a yearn. In my small world, my mind is something no one knows, but that’s what your words show, an understanding of what hurts and a positive way to think about it regardless. Like a superhero, your voice saved my soul!

I crave a conversation with depth and respect…god, I wish I could be your friend.

blue used to feel black

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Blue used to feel black, like a head whack! But, with a smack! back, because of you, blue feels bright almost a teal tropical skyline at dawn, shady clouds hanging out, shaking off the grey dew warmed to twinkle in the sun anew. When my melancholy mind is on the attack and all feels forever daunting and totally MAD,  watching you transforms the blue and tickles my soul to make even my eyes smile, reminding me, things aren’t so bad, just find a way to laugh;)

crazy big crack

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Night is the lonliest not-alone time of the day. The bustle is gone, chores done, and I rub lotion onto my sore hands. The quiet is deafening to me, being so near other people, yet no one notices it’s my voice they don’t hear…really, it’s just like I’m not there, instead, there’s a ghost or shadow of an energy that once was vibrant, sassy, sometimes even sexy, a now dark matter taking up space…Sometimes, I wish I had something in common with someone in my house, then maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t feel like such an ASS with a crazy, big crack.