Inside of the Circle Life is more Livable Loveliness Self caring truth The porch railing Rang Sun cuts streaks Across her face If you are lost Full blast Radiation humming Space of time Divine power combined Do it again Everyday A familiar friend Sealed heaven and Earth Bridging the gulf Excellence Forgiving soul She rolls…

I am the procurer The curator of the words and whispers of mostly women’s hearts. I have been since April 2, 2020 It crept up on me A weighty endeavour And had I known it would turn into this, This tribe of lovers and scribes I might have stayed under the covers Scared of what…

Protective Protected Innocent eyes smiling wide Like draperies in a great hall where music plays You don’t fool me You fill me With anticipation of a coming age Hearts Open out on the line of love, the scent of lavender in the breeze blowing, lifts my nose My senses overflowing The dance you do With…

Time line Accepted by God Advice at the love by Sunrise and sunset Place of peace Vision on the cross Flows to those Recorded in a book Harmony of Angel workers Interiors Interrupted mid sentence Burned in a war Unaware of how lovely we are Have we looked in a mirror Torchlight ever could Kiss…

There is a ship sailing close to sea, but never out beyond the waves; it watches sun and dolphins chase the sandy light, and shallows safe. I call your name. In blue-toned depths, with fish and pearls, mid spray and decks, wet sails unfurled, each shadow kept close to our breast. The tide comes in,…

Off in the distance I see your shadow . Translucent as always . I greet you with a smile and happiness to see you ! No quard , no visitors , just silence . I look apon your eyes , too see, what has it lacked ? A whisper Nothing , Graced and Lite in…

There is snow in the pass. Purple crocuses poke through along the edges. I am walking down this mountain to reach you. Will you meet me, half-way? “Peace or War” by Jen Curry The white downy snow softly fell from heaven. In the silence of night. Sunshine magnified millions, of sparkling crystals. Expanding in morning…

The laughing Buddha rolls around my glove box Gathering fluff and drunk on wine gums How did I come to get it? I don’t recall. Why have I kept it? To bring luck, love, abundance? No, I just like the feel of it in my hand, the heft of it. …But it might bring luck,…

To love the lost, the lame, the poor To gather together the faint hearted, the shut-ins, To have a heart for the defiled and ashamed Including myself It’s The highest of callings, Higher than Pop Idol Or five minutes of fame Unconditional, unabashed extravagant love What will it take? Its the only game in town…

Solidarity is a beautiful word So is Peace Connection of these words Creates “Solidarity for Peace” As a horrible fact The most evil of people Can take Peace away In a moment But not Solidarity It stands separately Protected by walls Of eternal Freedom Untouchable By the forces of evil and darkness Connection & Empathy…