Dreaming Reality

The power to create lies within you

Category: beauty

  • Hearts and Hands

    Hearts and Hands

    Happy Valentine’s Day everyone. I hope your day has been special in the most perfect way. I have a new bit of poetry up at the new place for the holiday Here. I hope you’ll pop over and take a look cheryl

  • A Fine Mess..

    A Fine Mess..

    New post over at Dreaming Existence. I hope you have time to stop by. It’s brief but pointed. I am feeling very discouraged about what I thought was the existence of human decency. This week has shown me a lot of rising ugly behavior and it is quite frightening. Many wish to turn their heads or worse…

  • Bird Day

    Bird Day

    New post in my new space.  We had a great weekend with an unexpected Bird Day!  Follow the link to read about it and see my photos. Hope everyone had a terrific weekend. 🤗💕

  • My Soul Is a Tomb

    My Soul Is a Tomb

    I hope you will visit my new space at Dreaming Existence for my latest post, a bit of poetry and photos.  I hope you are all having a beautiful week.   Love and Light, Cheryl

  • Tremors

    Tremors

    I hope you’ll visit me at Dreaming Existence for today’s post Tremors .  i look forward to seeing you there!

  • Indelible

    Indelible

    Just posed a bit of poetry for you today. If you would like to read it, hop over to my new place, Dreaming Existence and let me know what you think. I hope you all have a great week. Love and Light…

  • Natural Order

    Natural Order

    Hi, it’s me again. Just dropping a link to my new post, in my new place, in case you wanted to stop over and take a look. It was a half bright, half rainy weekend but good to have some recuperation time. Sports was a bust after nail biting anticipation but the views and company…

  • The Sin

    The Sin

    To disappear within the velvet shadows, exploring perfection’s treasure, to  breathe in the scent of desire, sweet and heady, comes the fire- soul dies heart cries tears of ecstasy and sorrow for the glare of tomorrow creeps over the horizon to steal away the sultry, steamy hallows where longing lingers, cruel fingers draw back the curtain…

  • Reflections of My Life

    Reflections of My Life

    Will I, when faced with life’s review, be content to watch my passage? Will I be proud, ashamed to see my name on that eternal movie screen? Life, indeed a stage, and each must play a role with no script in hand. Do we follow our cues for the paths we choose or boldly improvise?…

  • Old Man #Photography

    Old man, take a look at my life… I’m a lot like you… I need someone to love me… …the whole day through. Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true..     Old man, take a look at my life, I’m a lot like you were….. Seeing these moss- bearded…