Dreaming Reality

The power to create lies within you

Category: poetry

  • Hanging Around/Photography

    Hanging Around/Photography

      The empty air between us seems so thick, so distant, as in dreams. Memory fades to hazy view, framed in melancholy hue. Razor’s edge once cut so deep now rusts in pools of tears I weep. I wept-no more-the well is dry, the burden gone, with wings I fly, no more bemoan what might…

  • Perpetual/#Poetry

    Perpetual/#Poetry

    When life whispered to my soul, calling the blush onto my cheek,     I sensed the continuity of existence     coursing hotly through my veins, inciting me to breathe as I reached towards the receding Light that sent me into such a life as lay before my newly awakened consciousness. Slowly…..    …

  • A Closer Look/Photography

    A Closer Look/Photography

    Whirling globes of chemistry dancing in the air…. for me!

  • Eleanor’s Secret/#Thursday Doors

    Eleanor’s Secret/#Thursday Doors

    Did you say, “Speakeasy”? That’s what I said when hubby recently suggested we try a local food venue for the first time. We are slowly branching out and trying new restaurants in and around our city. Atlanta in general is a food and shopping mecca, and our little section of it has plenty to offer.…

  • Sunday Reverie/photography

    Sunday Reverie/photography

      The best thing about Sunday is freedom- the freedom to think about anything, nothing, everything and more but only after Saturday’s errands, catching up and chores.   It takes all of Saturday to unwind, detox, relax, reset, refresh and cut the cord to work and worry, convince myself to slow my steps, there simply…

  • Forever Young/#SoCS

    Forever Young/#SoCS

    In case you want to feel carefree and childlike again, here is the recipe I used. These are pretty tough bubbles too. Enjoy!

  • Crooked/Poetry

    Crooked/Poetry

    The crooked little man took a crooked step along the crooked walk, he took a ragged breath  and then began to talk.

  • Occasional Whimsy/#SoCS

    Occasional Whimsy/#SoCS

      Ocular interpretation bowing to imagination, floating off in pastel hue of sunset pink and ocean blue, magically against the light, pure occipital delight! With each breath, anticipation, to honor this new occupation!  Sighing, flying, giggling me to think such play would set me free till fun o’clock comes to an end with deadly kisses…