Changes

More ramblings from an unemployed mind. Stop by and say hi. We can share a few moments together in my sacred space

The door up top? That’s for my buddy Dan Antion. He is a faithful prompt poster and today is for Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors prompt.

It didn’t fit with my words over there but I wanted to share a door here. This one was taken in Chattanooga, Tennessee a year or so ago.

I hope you are all very well. Stay safe,

Cheryl

Recollections

I have a new post up on Dreaming Existence

We are all challenged during this uncertain time in our history.  I decided to share some of the beauty I have seen in the world over the years I have been rather addicted to photography.  Check my posts out when you have time.

Meanwhile, be safe, pay attention, don’t judge and trust your true instincts.  There is merit in most information but the delivery is not always accurate.  Be kind to all humans.  God does not love based on any of our human conditions.  Age, race, sex, ideals, nationalities….the soul is all that is visible to the One who created it all.

Love and Light,

Cheryl

PS This fellow was a regular guest at our home in Costa Rica.  I named him Gary.  He loved bread crumbs.  Oh, and do check out the new space.  There is a different image there!  A two-fer!

Forever Never/Dream to Nightmares

I am finally ready to draw this tale to an end and so have begun its final walk. Here is an excerpt in my new space. You can read my words Here.

PS. I hope you have a fantastic #free48!

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 were very nice. Hop on over toDreaming Existence to my new home to find out what was going on in my back yard! It was thrilling for me. But then again, it doesn’t take much to do that. 😉

 

I Am Not

invisible

insignificant

impudent

ignorant…

 

 

Fading..

falling

failing

flailing

against the current..

 

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clinging..

clawing

crying

to the darkness…

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     you win!

The light within

slowly dies,

not by the sword

 

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but the word..

so many words-

cruel

careless

cold

callously bold.

 

beware!

This life

so fragile

fickle

fleeting…

ephemeral beauty

in hand

so quickly slips away…

 

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as a child’s blown bubble,

lost on the winds

of desperation..

salvation

for the weary

bleary

teary eyed dreamer.

we seldom recognize magnificence until it is gone..

 

we are not forever in this dream,

nightmare

illusion

confusion

of the soul.

Will you say you know me

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on the far side of eternity?

 

Will you even recognize my face

in that strange, exotic place

of forgotten sorrows?

I wonder….

 

 

I am the piece that

doesn’t fit

the square peg

in a sea of round

holes.

I shall not forget,

never regret

that we met-

once more.

 

copyright words and images CKP 2019

Nature’s Face/Photography/Poetry

At times I trudge through my life, sometimes with steps as light as air,  yet often as though pulling lead balls chained to my ankles; still,  I find constant comfort in the face of Nature.  We have had a dreary sort of Winter, although the holidays were bright and full. The unrest in the world is palpable, carried on the chilly wind and hanging in the raindrops that seem endless on every weekend that comes around here in Georgia.

Yesterday was a reprieve and I was determined to find solace in the free blessings and gifts of Mother Earth.  The message in her soul is always the same, so clear and encouraging, sometimes more so in those arenas made by humans to showcase her handiwork.

 

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We are here!!!

Each face is as unique as our own, their expression and exuberance so real you can almost hear their voices singing for the change of season.  I believe Nature’s joy in Spring is contagious. Can you hear them?

 

Spring tiptoes in on velvet slippers,

 

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Peering around dark corners and waiting in the shadows,

lest the jealous heart of Jack Frost linger to nip her nose

or sting her toes…

 

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Would that I could soar and fly

on dragon wings into the sky.

the bees might envy me-

I say…

 

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Excuse me, Sir, are you going my way?

 

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Alas, my human body is bound

upon this thawing, sacred ground

called terra firma.

but..

My dreams can fly!

 

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As I peer into the laughing face of Sunshine, teasing us from moment to moment..

 

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I know my thirst will be quenched
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As Nature finds a way
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My cup shall run over again
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A smile insists that hope exists
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And never lonely shall I be

 

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With Nature as my muse, you see?

But vigilance and care must reign

or all was labor thus in vain.

 

We must not let the forever sun set on the Creator’s gift.

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Ask not for whom the bell tolls.

It tolls for thee and me and we,

but never they…

 

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For Nature always finds a way…….

Today’s images brought to you courtesy of the Atlanta Botanical Gardens, an ever evolving transformational vista of living beauty, located right in the heart of an enormous, bustling city.  It can be done when we nurture the spirit of life and give her room to blossom!

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Happy #Free48 everyone.