Reaching Beauty
Beauty hidden, Beauty escaped, Beauty unreachable, hidden away from prying hands, Beauty alone, Beauty guarded, Beauty bending down to meet you,, Beauty withdrawn…
General
Your Strength Is Your Delicacy
Your strength is in your delicacy. You are delicate like a flower. I hold you up through every storm because you are delicate. I love your beauty, your softness, your texture and scent. I love your intimate heart, your fragile thoughts, your tenderness. I love your slender petals, your spring-fresh stem. I value and treasure your wisps–your lines–your flair and style–your spunk. You continue to be delicately amazing in your …
I’m Being Crushed Again
Crushed /kruSHt/ – 1. deformed, pulverized, or forced inwards by compression. 2. feeling overwhelmingly disappointed or embarrassed I am being crushed bit by bit, not by world situations, pandemics, political pressures, or financial worries, but by the weight of all the lives I’m not living. Assumptions stir faith. I am assumed I’d be farther along on the journey of being me. I feel stifled by responsibilities and by the things I’ve …
On The Write Track
The older I get, the more I’m convinced that the reason we work isn’t to get ahead, but rather, to keep from falling behind. Take today for instance. I worked a steady pace, cleaning the house, washing, folding, and putting away laundry, cooking and doing dishes, vacuuming, hanging up coats, ironing work clothes for tomorrow, answering emails that are miserably stacking up, and so on. Not once did I accomplish …
Definitions
I run almost every day. Does that make me a runner? This is a critical question because if what I do defines me, then it only stands to reason that what I don’t does not. If I am a writer who doesn’t write, then am I indeed a writer? Does what I do define me?